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Summary: Julie gets crazy at an after party, Heather and Portman, well you guess, and Adam proves how great a guy he really is.

Chapter 5: Aftermath

That night there was an after party at a kid who lived down the street from Adam's house. Almost the whole grade went and most every one got pretty wasted. Charlie was so drunk that he stood on a table and proclaimed that as new king of Eden Hall he was renaming the school Charlie Hall and there would only be two classes: hockey and quacking at the principal 101. Julie sat on a couch with her arms folded while next to her Heather and Portman made out. It got to the point where she couldn't take it anymore so she got up and walked around, looking for Adam. The limo was still out side and she was hoping it could take her back to the dorm and then come back to the party. She hadn't wanted to come in the first place but Connie had talked her into it.

"Hey Cat Lady!" Goldberg shouted when she bumped into him. "You want some?" He gestured to the ked. Julie bit her lip. She hadn't had a drink al night, maybe she should, it would take her mind off things.

"Sure Goldberg." She said, "Set me up!"

"Alright!" He pumped the keg and she drank a beer as she walked around. Eventually she entered a shot contest, against Fulton. She drank him under the table.

"Alright, Julie the Cat! The Julester, winning the shot conest!" Averman chanted. "Fulton, passing out." When he was drunk Averman reverted to the annoying habit from when they were kids.

"Shut up Averman!" Fulton moaned from the floor. Julie walked around with yet another beer.

"Julie!" A sober Adam found her, "Come on, you've had enough!" He said taking her drink, "I'm gonna go with you back to the dorm, alrighty?"

"But the party!" She said, "And Heather, I have to find Heather!" She was slurring.

"Trust me, you don't want to find Heather." Adam shook his head, he had seen Heather and Portman disappear into an empty room. "Come on, I'm taking you back." He walked towards the door and saw Charlie in the living room.

"Banksie!" He shouted, "I was just telling a story! Come sit! Julie too!" Banks rolled his eyes but sat down. It was easier to humor Charlie than fight him. "Ok so, there I was and we had one penalty shot against the Hawks and the ref said we could have any player take it…"

"You know what man?" Adam interrupted, "I've heard this story, so I'm gonna go!"

"Alright man!" Charlie high fived him. "You do what you need to do! So anyway, the teams all like, 'Guy should take the shot!' and then Bombay's like…"

Adam guided Julie out to the limo and she fell down and started giggling.

"Come on Julie," he said, trying to pull her up, but instead she pulled him down.

"Adam, I love you!" She said, between giggles.

"No you don't." He sighed, exasperated.

"Yes I do!" She insisted. "I love you! And I love Charlie, and Fulton and Kenny and Goldberg and Russ! And I really love Luis!" She said, "But you know something Adam? You know who I don't love?"

"Portman?" He guessed.

"No I love Portman!" She laughed. "I don't love Scooter! I mean not the way I love the Ducks!"

"Alright well, Julie, out of love for me, will you go to the limo?" He said, using this mood to his advantage.

"Anything for you babe!" She said, standing up and then started giggling again. "You're name is Adam, not babe! Remember when you said that about me? And to Portman? I mean he could have killed you!"

"Yeah, yeah," Adam said, pushing her over to the limo, "I do stupid things for you Julie the Cat."

The next morning Julie woke up in her dorm with a pounding head ache. She had a brief memory of what had happened the night before.

"Oh God, what have I done?" She said out loud to no one.

"Nothing that's not undoable." Adam laughed and tossed her a water bottle. She caught it without any trouble, even with a hang over she had fast perfect hands.

"Adam?" She said surprised, "Did we, well?"

"No." He cut her off. "Although you did profess your love for me, and I am flattered, but I'm not sure it would work out."

"Oh Adam!" She moaned, "I am so sorry!" He laughed at her apology.

"When I say you said you loved me, you then went on to say you loved every male member of the Ducks." She laughed.

"Alright great. Did you stay here all night?"

"Yeah, I sent the limo back to the party, but I had a feeling that Heather wasn't coming back here and well, you couldn't really be left alone." He said softly, "What happened last night? That really wasn't like you."

"Luis happened." She said quietly.

"He told you?" Adam asked, "He told you how he felt!"

"If randomly kissing me on the dance floor and then listing the reasons I should break up with Scooter is telling me how he feels then yes, he did." She spit out. "God, did I make a total fool of myself?"

"A little," Adam laughed. "But I'm the only one who'll remember. And I'll take it to the grave if you want me to."

"I'd like that." Julie said. "Thanks Adam, you're a good friend."

"I know." He smiled. "And trust me, you acted stupid but at least you didn't spend the whole night reliving your glory days from when you were ten!"

"Charlie?" She laughed, "yeah, he was pretty far gone when I started drinking."

"What are you going to do about Luis?" Adam finally asked.

"I don't know." Julie moaned and pulled her blanket over her head. "I just don't know!"

"Well, I'll tell you this much, I think you should break up with Scooter. You made a pretty big deal last night about, well, every one but him." Adam said, "And I'm not saying that you should get together with Luis. But if you're at all unsure about Scooter, it's not worth it."

Julie nodded, "I know. Thanks Adam."

Luis sat in his dorm room when Portman burst through the door still in his tux.

"Dude, guess what?" Portman said. "I totally did it with Heather last night!" He shouted, "WOO!" Luis rolled his eyes. He had this feeling Heather would have done it with Dwayne last night.

"Good for you man." He said. "Did you see Julie?" He knew he wasn't supposed to talk to her for a week but he wanted to know she was ok.

"She drank Fulton under the table in a shot contest," Portman said, "then she went home with Banks." Luis raised an eyebrow, "Well, not like home home, but he took her back to the dorm."

"She got back safe?" Luis doubled checked.

"Yeah man," Portman said, "I mean, I doubt she feels great, but she was fine. Did you talk to her last night?"

"Yeah, man." Luis answered, "She freaked."

"Which explains the drinking." Portman said, they all knew Julie wasn't exactly a party girl.

"Yeah," Luis sighed. "She said she needed a week to figure it out. So I just have to wait, I guess." Portman shrugged and went to sleep, Luis walked out of the room.

Author's Note: Julie's behavior in this chapter was extremely irresponsible. I do not condone drinking to escape your problems for two reasons,

1. It's stupid and does nothing, because when you wake up in the morning you still have your problems and usually a headache and puke in your hair.

2. It ruins every one else's good time because you spend the whole night bitching about your problems.

So that's my little public service announcement/apology to any one who was offended by what occurred in this chapter!