Fall has its loose ends.
Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Sid, Stella and Girl Jordan retreat to the other lane of their parking space. They haplessly witness three teens mock the teen with the orange afro throw up largely on Felix's pickup truck.
"Probably he had to throw up after he spun his car?" Girl Jordan assumes.
"That doesn't matter now," Ronnie Anne responds. She then suggests, "We are not supposed to be here. We have to get out of this place."
However, Sid reacts, "But what about Felix?"
Before Ronnie Anne can respond to her, Lincoln warns, "Hide!" and hides them by ducking their heads to the ground.
"What is it?" Stella asks.
Lincoln then points his finger when he spots Lori in the company of her newfound friends in Chavez University. "Lori's here!"
"Lori?" the girls gasp.
"What's she doing in a party like this?" Girl Jordan gives her concern.
Ronnie Anne concludes that if Lori is going to the party, then her brother Bobby is in the same company. "Wait, if Lori's with them, then that means…?" Though, spotting him along with the Chavez kids answers her question. "Yep. Should have known."
"Why are they even with some college jocks?" Stella asks.
"I guess they're from the same senior party they went," Lincoln answers unsurely.
"That would be so questionable," Girl Jordan comments.
"Wait," Ronnie Anne tells them as she squints her eyes to get a sharper view of the jock's jersey emblem. "Chavez? Chavez University?"
"You know about them?" Stella asks her.
"Chavez University is where Ronnie Anne's Uncle Carlos teaches as a professor," Sid answers for her. "My guess is he's not gonna like to know this."
The five just witness Lori and Bobby being escorted inside by the nine college athletes who invited them to a riotous party. Once they are clear, Lincoln signals them to move. "Let's head outta here!"
However, as they proceed, a brutish jock stands up with a megaphone to a barrel below the slope from the concrete parking space. And he gives a special announcement. "Party people in the house! We all have kinds of people coming to the party, so we have a special treatment for those little squids who claim they are seniors!"
"But we are seniors," one short-heighted student tells him, which gets hum being surrounded by angrier jocks.
"Not buying that," the jock replies. "We have some middle school/elementary squirts sneaking in our party. Anyone of them is dead!"
"YEAHHHHH!"
The teenagers cheer for the remark. But it only sends alarming signals for Lincoln and the gang.
"We better flee!" Lincoln shrieks. The kids then retreat to the direction where the mansion is.
However, they are blocked by two blond jocks. "Where you kids think you are going?" they ask.
But Ronnie Anne unleashes her self-defense instincts by kicking both jocks on the face. "Let's run!"
"But where would we go?" Girl Jordan asks hysterically.
When a crowd of older teens are about towards their direction, they head to the parking spaces in front of the mansion wall and cower between the hood of a sedan and a corner pillar.
Lincoln taps his foot to hear a metal clanging on his base. He sees it to be a drain cover and lifts it hurriedly. "Guys, this may be a bad idea. But we have to!"
The four girls quickly catch Lincoln's idea of them escaping through the sewer hole.
But Girl Jordan speaks for them and objects to the idea, "Nah-ah! I would do anything but dive on that ditch and cover myself with filth!"
That is when they hear the crowd of agitated party-ready teenagers accepting the jock's challenge of finding any signs of younger kids in the party.
"Cover myself with filth than death," Stella utters frighteningly, then jumps to the drainage hole.
Sid follows her. "GERONIMO!"
Ronnie Anne follows suit. "AHHHH!"
Lincoln convinces a nervous Girl Jordan. "Girl Jordan, jump in right now!"
With no choice provided, she holds her breath before she leaps to the hole. "If we find that dude, I'm going to pound his face!" After that statement, she covers her nose and dives.
Lincoln is the last to plunge so he can put back the drainage cover back to avoid being traced. But as he falls to the hole, he quickly lands on the four girls.
"Oops! Sorry!" he politely acknowledges.
"It's fine, Lincoln," Stella tells him. "We're fine, even if that was a steep drop."
"We're fine, girl?" Girl Jordan complains. "We're fine. We are in a sewage network."
"We wouldn't be sure of that," Ronnie Anne tells her. "This must be just the rain drainage system."
"How would you know that?" Girl Jordan asks her.
"Something I picked up from living in the city. There are two systems: the rain pipes and the sewer pipes. We're lucky that we're in the rain pipes."
Meanwhile, Lincoln opens the flashlight option on his phone and leads the girls through the pipes. "Okay, we walk through this till we find a way out. Okay?"
"Yeah," each of them agrees.
With that, they trudge through the claustrophobic rain drainage system until they find the next exit. It is a scene straight out of Aliens. Lincoln lights the way. Ronnie Anne follow him. Sid gets her curiosity high. Girl Jordan is cowering behind her. And Stella is cautious.
After a few minutes, they spot another drainage with welded ladder steps (conveniently). They climb it immediately. Lincoln opens the cover and exclaims in freedom, "We're free!" However, he discovers, to his dismay, that they enter the premises of the walled mansion where the wild party is taking place. Their location is in an open-air villa, adjacent to the pool. "Dang it."
"What is it, Lincoln?" Ronnie Anne asks.
"We entered the mansion," he tells them.
However, he is spotted by a Chinese-American student with a K-Pop boy band hairstyle. "Woah kid, where did you come from?"
Lincoln stammers, not wanting to get caught.
But the teen pulls him out, as well as the girls. "Where did you guys come from?"
"There's a crazy jock outside who is after us," Girl Jordan tells him.
Sid then asks a favor from him. "Can you help us? We're also looking for our friend Felix."
"You guys know Felix?"
The kids nod hurriedly.
"Can you help us?" Sid asks him. "They said they're gonna kill us!"
Sooner, a riot ensues, led by the megaphone jock earlier. "Kids in the house are going to get kicked!" He even brings the short-heighted senior who complained to him during his rally.
The kids gasp in panic.
"Okay, that's alarming," the Chinese-American teen reacts. He then leads the kids to the pantry room and shows them the dumb waiter. "Get in there. We'll save you kids in the 4th floor."
"Are you nuts?!" Girl Jordan rants.
But as they hear the wild policing teens encroaching, the kids are left without other choices.
"Dumb waiter it is!" Stella says.
With that, they cram themselves in the claustrophobic dumb waiter like clowns fitting inside a car. The teen closes the dumb waiter and presses the destination to the 4th floor. The lift easily brings them to the top. The teen then takes a juice punch and chillingly walks upstairs, tagging along with the teen hanging on each steps.
The less can be said for the five hapless kids squeezed inside a hotbox.
"If this night gets worse, I'm not throwing any party with any of you," Girl Jordan remarks.
"Is this a good time for you to talk petty?" Ronnie Anne asks her.
"I talk petty when I panic!"
The dumb waiter dings to its final destination, where the Chinese-American teen is waiting for them. "Come on!" He then takes them to Felix's room. "Get in!" As quick as possible, Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Sid, Stella and Girl Jordan rush to the bedroom, which is smaller compared to the rooms across the halls of the floor.
(Little did they know that they have been spotted by three sneaky students, who are lurking in the shadows at the end of the hall.)
When they arrive at the hall, the kids drop to any comfy material to rest. Lincoln tumbles to woolen rug below him. Ronnie Anne and Sid drop to the bed. Stella drops to a nearby beanbag. And Girl Jordan sits on the chair.
"Sorry about what happened to you, kids," the teen says. "Felix will be here any moment. He just has…personal issues to handle."
"Personal issues?!" Lincoln vents. "He left us in his pickup truck with other kids puking over it and letting us be hunted down by bully-happy seniors. Does that count as something we can handle?!"
Right exactly that moment, Felix shows up from the door, soaked with juice punch. The kids are shocked to see him like that.
"What happened to you?" Stella asks him.
The Chinese teen hands him a towel to wipe off the juice poured on his head. "Here, dude."
As Felix wipes his face, he tells them, "Sorry guys. Any of this is not on my control." He then introduces his friend to them, "By the way, this is Henry. Cool guy. And dude, this is Lincoln, Ronnie Anne, Sid, Stella and Girl Jordan."
"Girl Jordan?" Henry clarifies.
"Yes, Girl Jordan."
"Where did you find them?"
"Just taught them games in the café. We just dropped by to get the other games. But, you know what happened." Felix continues to the gang, "Now I know you guys have many questions. First of yes, I live here. But I didn't plan the party. My stepbrother did."
The gang gasps at the first fact that Felix reveals.
Henry mouths to them, "His stepbro poured punch on Felix."
"What do you mean stepbrother?" Sid asks.
"Okay, I technically live here. But I'm an orphan. Here is the full story…"
