Hey, thanks for all the reviews guys...I really appreciate it. I'm sorry some things in this story are a little off. I've only ever been drunk once, and I've never been around two drunken teenage boys...it's just for fun anyways. So sorry...it is fiction though. Thanks for reading past my mistakes anyway.

I only own the story...not the characters etc.

Hope you enjoy this chapter. I tried to make Ryan a lot out of character. Just for fun issues. Seth's about the same, I guess. Enjoy! Jamie (or J).

The party was in full swing now. It was a little past 9:30.

Seth made his way to get another cup of beer from the keg. It had been his 12th? No, maybe his 18th…He couldn't remember, so it didn't matter.

Summer was busy with Seth. Only having about 3 cups of beer the whole time. Not that she wanted to watch Seth get drunk all night, but she knew that with his mouth, he'd get his ass kicked if she wasn't there. And Chino was clearly out of it by now, well he had been a while ago. Plus, she did care about Seth…a little.

"Coop. Come with me to the bathroom." She said, walking up to Marissa and Ryan with Seth in tow.

"I can't Summer. Do you NOT see him?" Marissa pointed to a drunken, laughing Ryan.

"Please Coop. It's Chino. Him and Seth can keep each other company while we go."

Marissa took one last look at Ryan. "I'll be back in one second." She kissed his cheek and took off with Summer.

"Now that the ladies are gone, Ryan…why don't we get you another drink? Marissa will never know." Seth said, almost slurring every other word.

Ryan stopped laughing and shook his head yes. He had snuck several drinks without Marissa knowing. How he did it? He'd never tell. He was sneaky. Even better then Seth.

Seth and Ryan walked off onto the sand and found themselves more beer. This time, cans. Not as good as the keg, but it would do. Not like they could really taste any difference at this point anyway.

"Here ya go." Seth handed Ryan two cans of beer and grabbed himself two as well.

"Ready?" Ryan asked.

Seth shook his head yes.

"1...2.………3!" They opened one can of beer and chugged it down as fast as they could. One down, one to go. They did the same with the other.

"Ryan, buddy, pal…I just remembered…we didn't eat dinner. You think we're going to be sick in the morning?"

"Nah. You kiddin'. If we are…well…I don't know…we'll be fine." Ryan grabbed another beer and opened it. Consuming it in two gulps.

They would be sick in the morning, but that was the farthest thing from Ryan's mind.

4444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444

"Oh my God! Where are they?" Marissa frantically searched the beach for the two drunken boys.

"Relax Coop. They're smart. I mean, I seriously doubt that they drank more and wandered off."

"They're drunk! No one is smart when they're drunk!"

Summer laughed on the inside. Was Marissa just calling herself stupid? Because she was drunk…a lot.

Then Summer saw two figures laying out on the sand in the distance. "There they are." She rolled her eyes.

The girls finally made their way to Seth and Ryan, who were laying in the sand and moving their arms and legs in and out. There was at least 6 beer cans laying beside them.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" Summer asked, on the verge of laughing hysterically.

"Makin' sno…sand angels." Ryan replied, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

"We have to get you guys out of here." Marissa said, bending down next to Ryan and stopping his moving arms by putting her hands on his biceps. "Are Kirsten and Sandy home?"

Ryan didn't say a word, instead he just laid there and looked up at Marissa. "I have sand, in my pants." He finally said.

Seth started laughing loudly. "Ryan! Wa-Wait…I have sand in my pants too!…" The next few words out of Seth's mouth were too impossible to understand because of his laughing.

But it seemed as if Ryan understood every word, because he started laughing along with Seth. He stopped and took a breath. "You really do look pretty Marissa."

Marissa couldn't help but smile. She wanted to laugh, but decided against it. "Sum. We've really got to get them back to their house."

"I know." Summer said. She was trying to get Seth up from the sandy beach. "He's heavier than he looks." She said, out of breath from pulling on him.

"It's going to be impossible, trying to get Ryan up. He's bigger then Seth."

Seth and Ryan looked at each other. They both were covered in sand. Ryan turned on his stomach and got off of the ground. Seth did the same, but he immediately fell back down.

"Ow." He replied. "Help me, Ryan."

"Okay." Ryan said and proceeded to help Seth up off of the ground as well. It didn't work. Seth ended up pulling Ryan down, instead of Ryan pulling Seth up.

4444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444

"That was the hardest thing I've ever had to do." Marissa said, pulling on Ryan's wrist and helping him into the front seat of the car.

"I know what you mean." Summer said, tired from all the work they just had to do. She helped Seth into the back seat behind Ryan's seat. Then she went to the other side and got in the car.

They had finally got both boys off of the ground. But then they had to convince them to leave as well. Which was difficult. So finally, Marissa and Summer bribed the boys with the thought of giving them more beer once they got to the Cohen's house. Maybe it was a lie. But they'd forget anyway…so it really didn't matter.

Marissa looked in her purse for the keys. They weren't there. They had to be in Seth's pocket.

"Um…Sum?"

"Yeah?"

"The car keys are in Seth's pocket. You think you could get them for me?"

Summer gave Marissa a disgusted look. "I had to come alone to this little party, didn't I?" She sighed.

Marissa smiled, 'please?'

"Okay. But I swear to God, if I feel anything move…you are going to pay. Got it." Summer reached in Seth's pockets and finally found the keys. "He didn't even move. He really is wasted." She laughed and handed the keys to Marissa.

After getting in the front seat, Marissa buckled hers and Ryan's seat belts and started the car.

It was almost an immediate action. Ryan started messing with every knob in the car. Turning the air conditioner off and on. Off and on. Then turning the radio to several different stations before he found a hardcore rap station. He then, decided that it would be better if the radio was turned all the way up.

Marissa and Summer were annoyed. Seth was having a fun time with Ryan's tinkering of the knobs though. As he danced in the backseat. Not that he was one to like rap of any kind, well neither was Ryan, but at least it gave him something to dance to. Plus, he was too drunk to care.

Marissa finally couldn't handle anymore. "Ryan! Stop! It's too loud! Cut it out!" She yelled at him over the blaring stereo.

Ryan turned the radio down and looked at her with the saddest look ever. It was like he was the kid and she was the mom who was grounding him or something.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled. But it's too loud okay? You can turn it down or something…just not so loud." She tried to make his sad look go away. Maybe a drunk Ryan was less fun than she bargained for.

And it was weird. Seth was less hyper than Ryan. He sat in the back seat, loud, yes…but quieter then Ryan, nonetheless. Maybe Ryan should be sober 24/7 and Seth…well he wasn't much different, so he could just stay drunk 24/7...or not.

They finally arrived in the Cohen's driveway. Their car was no where in site. They were clear. The only problem was: getting the boys into the house.

"Ryan, c'mon. You've got to get in the house. Seth's going…" Marissa tried to get Ryan out of the car as Summer pulled Seth out.

"Cohen! Help us get Ryan out!" Summer yelled. But Seth stood still. He didn't want to help with Ryan. "I'll kiss you."

That caught Seth's attention, as well as Marissa's. "Summer!"

"What Coop? It'll help won't it?"

Half agreeing with Summer's method of getting Seth to help get Ryan out of the car,she nodded her head.

"C'mon Ryan." Seth slurred as he pulled on Ryan's right arm.

"No!" Ryan yelled, reaching over and grabbing the steering wheel.

"Why won't you come in the house Ryan?" Marissa asked, trying to see what the big fuss was about. But instead of answering, Ryan took a tighter grip on the steering wheel. "Okay, we're all going to grab him and pull." Marissa stated.

"God Chino! Why do you have to be so fucking difficult!" Summer screamed. She pulled on Seth's arm and he joined in on the pulling of Ryan.

BOOM!

All four teenagers landed on the concrete.

"Owe!" Seth screamed, as Ryan landed on top of him.

Marissa and Summer laughed at how they looked. Then Marissa hurried to get up. She shut the car door and locked it, not wanting anymore of what just happened.

It was barely past 11:00 now. This was going to be a very long, tiring night.

Next Step: Getting Seth and Ryan inside the house…and after what had just happened, this seemed like the most impossible thing ever.

"Okay, let's go inside now. It's actually kind of cold out here." Summer said, grabbing Seth's hand once again after he got up off of the ground.

To the girls' surprise, both boys followed them inside. No arguing or anything.

444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444

"Do you want some water Ryan?" Marissa asked, after helping a sandy covered Ryan into the pool house.

"No. Why am I itchy?" He asked, looking up at her, waiting for her answer.

Marissa couldn't help but laugh. Ryan was funny when he was drunk. He was totally oblivious. "Because you're covered in sand."

"Oh. Then I need a bath."

"Yes, you do. And why don't you go and do that…I'm just going to go check on Seth and Summer, okay?"

"Then I'll come with you!" Ryan said, getting off of the bed.

"Alright. I guess you could always take a shower inside." Marissa took his hand and they went into the main house.

444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444

Summer was sitting on the couch eating Goldfish crackers when Marissa and Ryan entered. "Where's Seth?" Marissa asked.

"God Coop. You really need to chill. He's taking a shower."

Just then, a loud crash came from upstairs.

Marissa sighed. "You can't leave them alone when they're like this. It's like they're little kids."

They headed up the stairs.

To their relief, Seth was still fully clothed. He was soaking wet though, and so was his bathroom.

"Okay, Ryan. Look at me. Me and Summer are going to go get some towels to clean up all the water." Marissa looked down, the water was starting to get Seth's carpet wet. "Stay put. Don't move. Don't do anything. Got it?" She looked up at him again.

"Got it."

"Okay." With that Marissa grabbed Summer's hand and headed off for some towels. They had already used all of Seth's.

Seth looked at Ryan, and they laughed.

"I've got an idea, man. I mean, don't you think that this would be awesome if it were covered in bubbles? Like a huge bubble bath?" Seth laughed like a little kid.

Ryan pondered the thought for a minute. "Yeah."

444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444444

"Okay, we got the towels…" Marissa started. When she saw the mass of bubbles coming out of Seth's bathroom door she screamed.

She ran in the bathroom, only to see Seth and Ryan soaking wet and covered in bubbles, laughing their heads off.

"What did I say! What are you doing?" Marissa yelled.

Ryan and Seth stopped laughing as Summer ran in from all the screaming Marissa was doing. "I guess you were right Coop. You can't leave them alone for one second."

"Why? Why? Why?" Marissa asked, panicked. There was no way in hell they'd be able to clean this up with only a few towels.

Ryan looked at Seth and then back to Marissa. "Captain Oats likes bubbles." He replied.

Marissa looked at him, confused. "What?"

Ryan then lifted up his bubble covered arm, which was holding on to Seth's favorite horse, and then once again replied, "Captain Oats likes bubbles."

SO what did you think? Should I continue? Tell me whatever you want...review's are awesome and You Guys ROCK!