Okay so ummmm this whole drinking thing on the show has kinda gone from recreation to drama. I have been guilty of just about everything Marissa has done except opening bottles in a moving car I have decided to take Ryan's over-identifying and the whole alcoholic teen sub plott with a grain of salt! If you thin I should kill the story though cuz it's kinda not 'going with the show' just review and tell me! If you think I'm being to considerate of other peoples feelings review! If you think I'm an alcoholic that needs to go to therapy because I've snuck one to many drinks at tense family holiday functions or have drank till I've passed out review! Whatever you have to say just review! It makes me get a happy!
The party was in full swing. The guests were all well on their way to being hammered and Ryan found it hilarious. He had already been hit on by two of Sandy's new co-workers. Marissa though didn't think it was as funny as he did. In fact when the last one had grabbed his ass he was glad he intercepted Marissa before she had pummeled the drunken old lady.
It was Marissa's anger that had caused her to storm off towards the bar. Before Ryan could pry himself away from the women he saw her get a drink and walk off toward the pool house. The last thing he needed was Marissa drinking so he took off after her.
When he got to the pool house he saw Marissa's glass sitting on the table mostly full and her bent down digging one of Ryan's sweaters out of his selves. Not realizing Marissa had actually made the drink herself he picked it up a downed it in one gulp. Choking as the last of it slide down his throat.
Marissa turned around when she heard Ryan choke and saw him standing there with her cup. Jumping across the bed at him she reached for the glass and threw it at him playfully when she found it was empty.
"Hey! You drank last night!" She yelled pouting slightly
"What the hell was in that Marissa?" Ryan said feeling as though all of what ever he had just drank was going to come back up.
"My new boyfriend Jose Cuervo." She said with a matter of fact tone.
"Just tequila! He asked astounded. Sure she was a heavy drinker but she usually had vodka with something. Always mixed drinks, or shots not full glasses of straight hard liquor. And never tequila.
"No a splash of Sour Apple Pucker too." She said embracing him. He looked so cute when he was shocked.
"Fuck! " He exclaimed. He was no lightweight but he never drank tequila. And he had a feeling his first time trying it he probably didn't need to have drank a full glass of it.
"You'll be fine. I'm sure." Marissa said laughing. Ryan kissed her deeply. Marissa could taste the tequila on his tongue. She ran her tongue deeper into his mouth hoping to pick up enough of what was left in his mouth to at least get a dull tingle in her spine. Ryan pulled away though and left her craving him, and Tequila.
"Hey if I get molested now by that old lady cuz I'm to drunk to fight her off it's your fault."
Feigning anger Marissa got out of Ryan's arms and headed out of the pool house. But not before hitting him on the ass as she left. "From pool boy to Gigolo! You're really moving up in the world."
Seth sat next to his mom at a table just of the makeshift dance floor. He was pretending to listen to some boring story some boring man was telling the table but in truth he was starring at Summer. Summer had drunk about a bottle of Champaign by this point and had set up camp on the dance floor.
Kirsten had not seen Summer take the Champaign but was beginning to become suspicious and Seth could tell. She kept looking over at her. Kirsten was a little militant about underage drinking and so Seth knew that if he wanted Summer to be in good standing with his mom he had to get Summer out of there and now.
Seth quickly stood up excusing himself and made his way towards Summer. Summer was in her own world, gyrating and twirling to the basic chords of the cover band Kirsten had hired. Coming up behind Summer Seth put his hands on her waist to stop her. She didn't stop though she just backed herself into him and grinded against her.
"Ohhhh" Seth called out getting the attention of the people around him and quickly stepped back from Summer. She was making it hard for him to remain 'relaxed' and the last thing he needed at his dad's birthday party was to get excited.
He looked around and noticed that everyone around him was starring at him, and the gorgeous girl in front of him who was obviously vying for 'most likely to have her next dance partner be a pole' award. Which was not an image he knew she wanted to convey at a party full of all the most influential adults in Newport.
"Summer follow me." Seth whispered in her ear hoping to persuade her to leave the dance floor, "I wanted to introduce you to Captain Oats again."
Summer was so drunk she couldn't keep her eyes from crossing, but not to drunk to stop dancing. "But I want to dance!" Summer screeched at an inappropriate volume that got people's attention yet again.
"Okay we'll ask if you can dance with Captain Oats!" Seth said more enthusiastic then necessary hoping to infect her with the desire to get away from the adults.
Summer yelped and ran off the dance floor with Seth right behind her guiding her into the house and up to his room.
Ryan found himself still standing in the spot Marissa had left him in five minutes later when Sandy came in looking for him. He was trying to move he had been since Marissa left, but the tequila was kicking in and he was starting to feel the familiar numbness in his lips that seemed to have spread to his nose and his feet.
"Ryan!" Sandy exclaimed from the doorway. "You've been hiding long enough. Come with me I have to go talk to some of the Newpsie princesses before it gets to late and they are to drunk."
Ryan turned and looked at Sandy blankly but that was normal for him but then comanded himself to follow Sandy. When he got next to Sandy and tried to walk out the door Sandy slapped a hand down on Ryan's shoulder. This common gesture still came as a surprise to him and his barely balanced body.
Ryan stumbled slightly and ran into the doorframe. Quickly correcting himself and shaking his head Trying to clear the dizziness from his mind.
"Your acting weird." Sandy commented. "Did you have a fight with Marissa? Or something?"
"Or something." Ryan mumbled and followed Sandy into the crowds of people searching out the horrible clique Kirsten was remorsefully attached to.
Marissa saw the exchange between the two teens and the direction in which they ran off and were torn between what to do. She looked over to her left and saw Ryan teetering next to Sandy trying his best to appear sober and make it through the conversation he had been dragged into but she could tell he was moments away from drunken laughter and stumbling.
She could follow Summer who was always a riot when she was drunk or save her boyfriend from being found out! Oh the possibilities!
