Thanks for the reviews big shout out to Teacher Tam who made me write the second chapter I thought there was no interest and wasn't going to continue. His review made me inspired.

I know and will say in advance that this chapter is not every good but I thought I better up date now I have time.

Please R&R if I get good reviews a chapter three will be added.


Ryan had found the source of the noise out by the pool; some boys from his Western Civ class had got too drunk resulting in smashing the pool furniture in a rowdy game of poker.

"Hey guys… guys come on…look guys Sandy and Kirsten are coming back everything needs to stay in one piece."

"Sorry Ry…" one of the guys slurred but quickly his attention was diverted by a surferchick in a bikini. "Catch you later dude. Awesome party man."

Ryan sighed and surveyed the backyard, furniture everywhere, clothes and naked bodies in the pool, drunken teenagers either crashed out unconscious or attached to some random classmates face. Inwardly Ryan cursed Seth, he just knew this was going to turn out; Seth would get drunk after two drinks crash out on his bed with Summer and leave him to tidy all the mess.

As he continued to scan around his home, mentally noting everything he would need to go out and buy tomorrow to clean the house up, he saw Marissa approach him holding a glass. She staggered and stumbled her way over to him eventually falling onto his chest, catching her in time Ryan steadied her moving back slightly from the pools edge.

"Hey," Marissa yelled over the music which wasn't that loud, knowing she was already drunk Ryan slapped a fake smile on his face which had previously been reserved for his mother and her drunken boyfriends.

"Hey, having a good time?"

"Yeah but I noticed that your not so I thought I'd come out and cheeryou up," Marissa giggled and slurred eventually giving up on her heels and collapsing into the wicker chair by her side, "here I brought you this."

Ryan reached out and accepted the drink he sniffed it suspiciously knowing from experience that Marissa could hit the bottle pretty hard, since he had moved to Newport his tolerance level had dropped somewhat.

"Relax Ry its just Sprite." She laughed at his expression ignoring the clear distrust he was displaying she was too far gone to care. "I don't know why you're not drinking anyway you've got like 48 hours before they even have to catch the plane."

Ryan puts the cup to his lips raising his eyebrows up; he knew he would never be able to return this place to normal in 48 days let alone 48 hours. Kirsten would spot something somewhere and he would crack immediately under her motherly pressure.


Later that evening Seth was wandering around the living room trying to shoo people from the house. It had just gone two and the party was still in full swing every time people left more would arrive. He was getting concerned at what Ryan had said he didn't know any of these people at all anymore, the house was a mess and he hadn't seen Ryan in hours.

A crowd had gathered where the coffee table should have been making it the dance floor for the drunken masses. Seth spotted a familiar blonde head bobbing around in the middle obviously not impressing anyone with his moves Ryan staggered toward him.

Seth was shocked by Ryan's appearance his hair clung to his head from sweat, his eyes were wide rapidly darting around the room.

"Hey Ryan you okay?"

Ryan ignored him and staggered toward the kitchen counter attempting to drop into the nearest stool unsuccessfully he collapsed heavily onto the floor.

"Ryan." Seth leapt down to his knees trying to see his face. Ryan's eyes had started to swing wildly around the kitchen as though looking for someone or something. "Ryan you okay man? Look at me Ryan."

"Cohen. Cohen what's going on the soccer guys said Chino was hammered?" Luke appeared from the corridor buttoning up his shirt obviously returning from his latest conquest.

Seeing Ryan's demeanour he too stooped low next to Seth grabbing Ryan's chin he tilted his head toward him. "Jesus, Ryan." he murmured.

"He's wasted Luke. I've never seen him like this."

"He's not drunk Seth he's high."

"What? No, no way Ryan wouldn't he would never……"

Ryan jolted from his place on the floor sliding down to be on his back on the floor. He started to murmur and clench his fists.

"It's too loud Seth, it's too loud. Turn it down Sandy will hear. Turn it down."

Luke shifted positions to be above Ryan's head taking it firmly in his hands he tried to hold it steady to stop it hitting the counter.

"Chino chill. Everything will be okay." Looking up a small crowd had gathered around them now he spotted the first familiar face. "Sum, you need to call 911. Summer call an ambulance now."

The crowd around look on in shock as Luke tries to calm a shaking Ryan, his face red from the heat, his eyes still darting wildly around the room searching out something nonexistent still muttering under his breath. Seth now sat to Luke's left not able to comprehend how his brother had gotten into such a mess.

Summer's heels clicked back into view the phone clutched tightly in her hand, "It's on it's way Luke they say to keep talking to him and keep him calm. They want to know what he's taken."

Looking around he reached out for Seth "What did he take? SETH what did he take?"

"I….I…he didn't Luke….he wouldn't…."

Forgetting Seth for the time he turned his attention to the on lookers "What did he take? One of you must know. Come on! No one will get in trouble okay. Please please somebody tell me." Luke's voice became desperate barely a whisper begging for these strangers to save Ryan's life.

One guy from the back leaned forward, Luke recognised him from last years seniors "I…I heard some guys were selling acid man. They left though I think."

Luke closed his eyes in horror as the true urgency of the situation hit him, the Ryan he knew would never do this, he'd barely seen Ryan drink before and now this. In the background he heard the door open and close followed by the harsh noise of wheels clattering across the floor. Two paramedics appeared either side of him followed closely by four cops spreading out through the crowd catching the teenagers unawares.

"What's his name?" one of the paramedics asked scanning the sea of faces.

Seth found his voice at last "Ryan his name's Ryan."

"Thanks kid. Do you know what happened? How we can contact his parents?"

"He's my brother, this is our house, my parents are away for the weekend."


Seth took a final look around him as Ryan was loaded up onto a stretcher, the police had several people cornered rapidly firing questions at them, his entire living room upside down. Marissa and Summer were stood by the doors in floods of tears waiting to follow them to the hospital.

Seth wished he could go back in time and follow Ryan's advice.

Not have the party and avoid all of this mess.

His parents were going to kill him.

Oh god his parents!