Chapter 3

July 22, 1998:

It was 10:00 a.m. when Artie woke up. He decided to get dressed and go to the R.P.D. early. He was there for seven and a half hours until 5:30. While he was there he had met the rest of the Bravo team and got to know them a little bit.

Enrico Marini was the captain.

Richard Aiken was the communications expert for both teams.

Forest Speyer was the vehicle specialist and an outstanding sniper.

Kenneth Sullivan was the Field Scout and was experienced in chemicals.

Kevin Dooley was the Bravo team pilot.

Edward Dewey was the co-pilot.

Rebecca Chambers he had already found out was the medic.

He also found out that everybody, including Wesker, was going to make it to the party. He was so happy to be a part of the S.T.A.R.S. He had met great people and all of them were nice. He loved joking around with Forest and Joseph.
          

He was so excited to get ready for the party, that when he got home, he rushed. He ran through the apartment, almost falling at least three times trying to find the coolest thing to wear, and he had found it. He decided to wear a blue Hawaiian shirt opened with a white tank top underneath and blue jeans. He also wore a nice chain necklace. To top it all off, he put on some snappy silver rimmed shades. Then, he looked at his watch and noticed it was 7:15.

"Shit!" he said forgetting the time.

He rushed out the door and headed for the restaurant. The restaurant was an even further walk than the R.P.D. It took Artie half time being that he had broken out into a run. After five minutes, he walked through the entrance.
          

The place looked great. Grill 13's tables were moved to the sides and the floor was turned into a dance floor. There were no lights on except for the flashing disco ball on the ceiling and the lights in the inner kitchen. There was some nice music playing. In front of the disco ball was a banner. It read, "Welcome to the S.T.A.R.S. team Artie!!!" Below it were the rest of the S.T.A.R.S. members, dressed fancy and nice, dancing, talking, drinking, have a great time.
           

Joseph was the first one to notice he had walked in.

"THERE HE IS!" he shouted to everyone. Everyone turned and saw Artie standing at the doors.

"HEY!" they all shouted at once.

"Hey guys," Artie replied. "Sorry I'm late."

"That's okay," Chris began. "This party is about you champ."

"Yeah, so shut up and have some fun," Jill added with a smile. Artie smiled and walked over.

"So what's happening guys?" he asked.

"Nothing," Chris replied. "Nice shades by the way."

"Oh yeah, thanks," Artie began. "I should probably take them off now." Artie took off the shades and hooked them to his pocket.

"So, you just gonna stand there, or are you gonna dance?" Jill asked. "I guess the second one," Artie replied.
         

Before he could, Forest and Joseph came over to them. Forest looked a little dizzy.

"Hey," he began, drunk out of his mind. "There's plenty a beers here…..no wait, you can't have any." Forest started laughing.

"Looks somebody's had one too many," Joseph remarked.

"What's up Joe?" Artie asked.

"Nothing really, just having a good time," Joseph replied.

"Good," Artie answered back. He looked around and noticed Wesker, Enrico, and Barry standing against the wall near the kitchen.

"I'll be right back," Artie began. "I'm gonna get a drink."
          

They nodded and he walked toward the kitchen. Artie noticed that Wesker was still wearing his shades. That was odd.

"Hey captain, Barry, Enrico," he said.

"Hey," they all said at once shaking his hand.

"How's the party?" Enrico asked.

"Good," Artie began. "I just got here, but now I'm gonna get a drink."

"Alright," Wesker stated. "Have whatever you want, it's on us tonight."

"Thanks guys," Artie replied. "By the way, captain, why do you always wear those shades?" He continued as he got a coke.

Barry chimed in. "Good question, but let's not get into that."

"Alright, I'll ask some other time then I guess," Artie replied. "Talk to you guys later, I'm going to go say hi to the other members."

"Okay," Barry remarked. "We'll be here if you come back."
          

Artie nodded and walked off. He went to another corner of the room where he saw Rebecca (she told him he can call her Becky) and Richard talking.

"Richard and Becky, how you doing?" he asked walking over.

"Hey, doing alright," Richard replied first.

"You like the party?" Rebecca asked.

"Yeah, it's great," Artie began. "Just chillin right now, having a drink."

"Good, good," Richard remarked. Then, all of a sudden, everyone began to laugh.
          

Artie turned around to see Forest passed out in the middle of the dance floor. He started laughing as well. Joseph tried to wake him back up, but he was out cold.
"Oh man," Richard began. "At least he didn't hit anything this time, you should have seen when we were at J's Bar like two months ago. He couldn't walk at all. He had to be carried out by Barry and Enrico."

"Really," Artie sounded curious.

"Yeah," Richard continued. "He staggered behind the counter and fell into the bartender, knocking him and a bunch of glasses over while trying to order another drink. It was a big mess."

"Damn," was all Artie could say.

"But, let's not worry about now," Rebecca began. "Let's party." Artie looked at her.

"Let's party," he replied.
          

They all partied until it was midnight. When he got home, he went upstairs to his room. He dropped on his bed with a smile. He had had a great time. He was so tired that he fell right to sleep within a couple of minutes.