Emma blinked hard as her vision blurred. What is going on? She wondered, running a hand through her hair anxiously. She took a step forward to find Manny, and tell her that she wasn't feeling well. Instead, she stumbled forward, unable to walk. She shook her head and blinked again. Just then, Kevin approached, grinning.
"Hey! I'm back," he said, raising his beer in the air. Emma opened her mouth, and then swooned again.
"Are you alright?" Kevin asked, clutching her arm to support her. Emma shook her head.
"I really…don't fell well," she said, not quite managing to get out the sentence. Kevin nodded and glanced around. "I think I…should…should go home…now."
Kevin shook his head. "You're probably just hot. You can't leave now!" he insisted. "Let's go upstairs and find you a room to rest in, ok?"
Emma nodded distractedly, not quite sure what was happening as Kevin led her through the crowd and up the staircase. She hadn't had that much to drink- she'd hardly finished one beer! Emma clutched onto Kevin's hand as he guided her down the dark hallway, the sounds of the party fading as they advanced.
"In here," Kevin said quietly, pushing open a door and leading her into a dark, empty room. He turned to her and grasped both hands. "You going to be alright?" He ran a hand over her cheek. Emma shook her head, and her vision blurred again.
"Here….lay down," Kevin whispered, lowering Emma onto the bed. She lay down and her eyes fluttered shut. "It's going to be ok…"
A minute later, Emma felt something tingling her neck, and she wrenched her eyes open. Kevin was kissing her. Emma used all the strength she had to try to push him off. He just chuckled softly and ran a hand under her shirt. "Just calm down. You just need to rest…"
Emma opened her mouth to protest, but she couldn't get anything out. "Stop!" she finally said, struggling. Kevin grabbed her arms and shook his head.
"Just shut up, ok?" he said gently, but firmly. Emma sat up slowly, but Kevin pushed her down and climbed onto of her. Emma opened her mouth to scream, but she couldn't. She pounded on Kevin's chest as he kissed her neck, until he grabbed her hands and pinned them down on her pillow. Emma was too weak to fight him off, but continued to struggle helplessly.
Emma's vision blurred again as Kevin slowly began unbuckling his pants. Her limbs were suddenly useless, and all she could do was watch and shake her head…
Roxie glanced around, and shook her head. She took another sip of beer, and then tossed the can carelessly aside. That was what- her seventh one? Add that to a few shots, and Roxie was completely wasted. She watched in alarm as a boy knocked over a small lamp, and it crashed to the floor with a bang. Roxie sighed, waved a hand, and laughed. She had always thought that lamp was ugly. Good riddance! She thought.
Suddenly, Angel hurried past Angel, dressed in her black leather jacket. Roxie grabbed her sister's arm.
"Where are you going?" she said, slurring slightly. Angel turned and shrugged.
"I got to go up to Haven Peak to do some stuff. I'll be back…tomorrow afternoon. Clean up, alright?" she said, then turned and followed a tall boy out of the house. Roxie, her reactions slow, watched her sister go, and then as soon as the door clicked shut behind her, Roxie finally called out.
"Wait!" she said, reaching out and grabbing nothing. Oh…their gone, she realized. She shrugged, realizing the only solution- She'd have the Easter Bunny clean up the house. It was that simple. Roxie nodded to herself, satisfied with that decision.
"Hey, master of ceremonies!" someone suddenly called, and Roxie felt an arm sling carelessly over her shoulders. It was Spinner, and he was obviously drunk. He also smelled like weed. Roxie giggled and shrugged his arm off.
"No…that's not me, Spinny," she said happily. "That is my sister, Angel. Do you know her?" Roxie laughed.
Spinner nodded solemnly. "Where is my lovely girlfriend?"
Roxie shrugged and stared at the ceiling. "She left. Till…tomorrow, I think."
Spinner's face fell. "Oh."
"Don't be sad! Have another beer!" she said, grabbing a half-full can off their piano and shoving it at Spinner. "My treat."
Suddenly Craig walked up, and smiled at them. "Hey, guys! Roxie- I think I should warn you. I saw some guy drinking out of your toilet. You might want to do something."
"Why don't you take care of it?" she snapped, taking a sip of beer. "Craig, you're so adorable. Do you know that? I bet you do." She took a step toward him, and stumbled slightly. "Think so, Spinner?"
"Roxie, I'm a guy. I don't think other guys are sexy. Or anything. That's Marco's thing, you know what I mean," Spinner said, grinning. He nudged Craig, and then tried to wink, but just ended up doing some weird blink. Craig glanced at the two uneasily.
"Craig…why don't you and I go upstairs?" Roxie said seductively, throwing himself at him. If it had been any other time, the idea would have enticed Craig. But as he looked down into Roxie's eyes, as beautiful as she looked, she was also totally hammered.
"Uh….why don't I take this?" Craig asked, reaching for the beer in Roxie's hand. Roxie's held it out of reach and shook her head.
"No. This one is mine," she snapped. "Get your own damn drink. Do you like taking pictures or playing guitar better, Craig?"
Craig nodded slowly. "Well, I like photography a lot, but when I-"Roxie cut him off.
"I didn't ask for your life story, Craig. The world doesn't revolve around you," she said, sipping her beer.
Craig glanced at Roxie, and then at Spinner, who was now doing his weird robot dance. He sighed. This was going to be a long night.
Ashley leaned back on the couch, glancing around. The party was completely out of hand, and Ashley wondered if Roxie had noticed. She also wondered where Craig was. They had been talking a few minutes ago, but then he had mysteriously disappeared. Ashley shrugged, hoping he would come back soon.
"Ashley! You are like…my best friend!" she heard, and suddenly Roxie jumped down into the seat next to her. "I'm serious."
Ash frowned, nodding slowly. "Thanks."
"Well, maybe not the best," Roxie said. "After all, I liked Craig, and you liked Craig, too. That sort of pissed me off. I mean, Craig and I are friends. I told him that, right? But I didn't mean it, you know? After I saw him kissing you…boy! I wanted to slaughter you with a pan!"
Ashley stared at Roxie for a full minute. "Are you…um…ok?"
"But he did invite me over to his house, so he could like me. Of course, some Manny chick was waiting in his garage, and it totally ruined everything, you know? I guess she thought they were going to hang, but I was supposed to hang with him! He's still cute, though, and a total sweetie. But he can also be a total bastard who-"
Ashley cut her off, sitting up. "Wait. What did you say about Manny?"
"Who's Manny?"
"The girl is Craig's garage?"
"Oh. Her. Right. Well, we went to his garage to check out his guitar, which was actually really cool. It was black. So we walk in, and Manny is sitting there, you know?" Roxie said, pausing and taking a sip of beer. "Then she said something and he said something, and she left, and then Craig asked me not to tell anyone about it." Her eyes lit up and she covered her mouth with her hand. "But I guess I just did! Keep this on the down-low, k? Don't let any…anybody know."
Ashley clenched her jaw and folded her arms across the chest. "Don't worry. No one will know you told me."
Craig kissed Manny quickly on the cheek, and then sat up. "I got to go, ok?" He was sitting with Manny on a bed in one of the bedrooms upstairs.
Manny groaned. "No! You've ditched me all night. Now your mine!" She grabbed him quickly and kissed him slowly. Suddenly, they both heard the door open, and they jumped apart. Ashley was standing in the doorway, hands on her hips and scowl on her face. Craig gulped.
"I can't believe you!" Ashley yelled. "I thought you'd be up here with Manny. So….did you just forget to tell me you were seeing Manny again? Slip your mind?"
"Uh…Ashley," Craig stuttered, jumping up. He glanced between the two girls nervously.
"I knew I shouldn't have trusted you," Ashley snapped. "After last year, I thought you would never cheat on me again. Or at least not lie to me like this! Let me guess-you've been seeing Manny all along, right? God, I'm so stupid! I hope you two are very happy!" Ashley turned with a huff and stormed out of the room.
"I have to go," Manny mumbled. "Mom's probably worried. Besides, there's no one like an angry ex-girlfriend to spoil the mood." She got off the bed and walked out. Craig sighed miserably and flopped onto the bed, feeling like the crappiest, stupidest idiot ever. Why did he continuously hurt the people he cared about? Because I'm a jerk, he thought.
The door opened again and a couple walked in. The girl spotted Craig and smiled sheepishly.
"Um, do you mind?" she asked with a nervous giggle. "Unless you wanted some alone time with…yourself." Her boyfriend smirked.
"No. Enjoy," Craig said sadly, getting up and walking to the door. "I hope your time in here goes better than mine did."
An hour later, Roxie and Spinner burst into her room, laughing. Roxie fell through the doorway and nearly tripped into her dresser. She shook her head.
"Steady, there!" Spinner said. He walked in unsteadily and glanced around. "This is your room?"
Roxie nodded eagerly.
"Oh….it's not what I imagined. Hey, is this a real glass?" Spinner asked, holding up a glass cup that Roxie had drunk from yesterday. It was half-fall with brown soda.
Roxie nodded eagerly again. Spinner nodded thoughtfully, then, out of nowhere, he fumbled with it and it went tumbling to the floor. Roxie watched, fascinated, as the contents spilled all over her blue carpet.
"Never question gravity," Spinner said, and Roxie burst out laughing.
After a minute, she took another long sip from a bottle of vodka she had acquired, but she couldn't remember how. She handed it to Spinner, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and twirled around. She flopped down on her bed and grinned at Spinner. She patted the spot next to her, and Spinner sat down. Roxie smiled even wider…