THURSDAY

DAYS LEFT AT THE SKI CABIN: 4

Okay, so I'm obviously not in a coma. The doctor called around noon and said it was okay for me to sleep, so that's what I did from then until now. Right now it was around 10am and we were stashing cigarettes and Jenna's 6-packs under the bunk beds.

We decided that if Jenna wanted to throw a party, we could too. Except our party would be tonight-while Jenna was out-and her was tomorrow night.

LATER THAT NIGHT

It was around 10p and Jenna was...well, who cares? We were all too drunk to remember, anyway. Except for Chris and Maddie.

Me, Teddy, Vern-o, and Gordie had no problem drinking. Even Paige had a beer or two and was staggering around the cabin like a moron. Chris refused to drink because he didn't wanna become his dad, and Maddie said that she didn't drink and didn't plan on starting now. I think it was a scheme to flirt with Chris (she's still got the hots for him; I can tell).

Vern was trying to suck all of the beer out of a soggy cigarette as a dare from Chris while Chris, Teddy, and me cheered him on. Paige was practically hanging off Gordie, not that he seemed to mind.

"CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!" everyone started screaming (slurring loudly is more like it) as Vern downed one beer afte another. After his third one, he passed out. To be fair, Vern-o had had a lot to drink before that, too.

"Aww!" I moaned, kicking Vern's unconscious body. The whole word spun around me and I felt myself tipping over only to be caught by someone. Teddy, probably.

"SPINNY, SPINNY! EVERYTHING'S SPINNING!" I shrieked and I could hear people laughing at me. "FUUUCK YOU GUYS!"

I collapsed on my butt and I couldn't seem to focus on anything without my head hurting. There seemed to be three of everybody. Teddy fell on top of me-whether it was because he was too drunk to stand (like me) or becaue he was just a perv, I'll never know.

Probably not.

I reached my hand out and collided with Teddy's face, and I took his glasses off and put them on me, giggling and falling backwards.

"Aww, Wil! Give those back!" Teddy moaned, slurring his words and falling all over me, reaching blindly for his glasses back.

"Nooo! I like them! They're funny!" I yelled, but Teddy grabbed them off my face and put them back on his.

*Third Person: Chris's POV*

"This is why I don't drink," Maddie said, poking Vern with her foot. "and that." She pointed at Teddy and Willow who were now making out on the floor, practically slobbering all over each other.

"I bet they'll have done it by the end of the night," she stated, but Chris shook his head.

"No, I don't think so." Willow would never let Teddy go that far: she wasn't ready. And no matter how much Teddy bragged, he wasn't ready, either.

Chris started to feel uneasy. He knew that Maddie still liked him. If she didn't, she would have ditched him and his friends a long time ago. And she would, as soon as she was absolutely sure that he didn't want her back.

And he didn't.

The others had been right all along. They didn't get what he had seen in Maddie. Now that he thought back, he didn't see it, either. She was a spoiled, snotty princess that got everything she wanted while the rest of them had to go through hell at home.

Chris supposed that he only liked her because she didn't care about his reputation or what people thought of his family. Because she was the first-and probably the last-girl that would ever like him.

"Eww!" Maddie shrieked, interrupting his thoughts. "Teddy! Willow! Go do that somewhere else!" Teddy and Willow were both staring over here, with misty, drunken eyes.

"Fuck you!" Teddy slurred and started to continue what they were doing, but Willow was still glaring at Maddie.

"Shut the hell up, Maddie! You're just jealous cuz I'm doing what you never got to!" Oh shit. Bring that up, will you?

"Am not!" Maddie cried, glaring down at the redhead.

"Why did you even invite us here? Why not any of your stupid cheerleader friends?" Willow asked and Maddie started to talk, but Wil cut her off. "I'll tell ya' why. Cuz you want Chris back. But he doesn't want you back." Willow was telling the truth. She always told the truth when she was drunk.

Willow rambled on: "Chris is done with you. And so is everyone else! You're not a part of this gang, you never were. You were just a tag-along! Me, Gordie, Chris, Teddy, and Vern-we're the ones in this gang! Nothing and nobody is gonna change that! Us five from the beginning-that's how it should be! But you fucked it up!"

Everyone was silent and serious now, drinking in the truth from Willow's words. She just wanted things to be the same. Just the five of us. She made us realize that that's what we wanted, too.

"You shouldn't have invited us here..." Willow mumbled and scrambled off to the kitchen.

What now?