Yes, yes, yes I know its short, but this is just building up to the story. The next one will be longer, I promise. There are some real exiting twist cumin Ur way peeps. So here it is... Chapter 2luv Shan

The door had been forced open and smacked against the frame. We all looked up. And there it was. Chase. I was scared. He didn't look...right. I raced up to him, dropping the dumb-ass magazine. Something was just wrong. I could tell. From where I was stood now, I could see a drunk Logan stood just outside, in the hallway.

"Oh my god!" Lola squeaked. Then she squinted at him, from his famously bushy hair to his sneakers. "He's drunk! Trust me; I grew up with 4 older brothers,"

"What? Yeah, right! You're not drunk, are you Chase? Chase?" I asked, desperately. No answer. Then Quinn piped up.

"No, she's right Zoey. He is showing all the signs of excessive intoxication. Note the slumped posterior, bloodshot eyes and face colour." I only understood half of that one. I'm surprised our science teacher can keep up with that girl. But she was right. He was hanging his head as if his neck was weak. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was redder than usual. Even I had to face the truth. But I didn't want to. This was CHASE we were talking about. He doesn't do things like this. Logan, a complete polar reverse, but Chase? He just doesn't do things like this.

"Can you guys get him back to his room?" I asked, motioning towards Logan.

Murmurs of O.K Zoey. And a 'damn this is too much drama for me,' from Lola 'the actress.' She lives for drama. It's her only reason for existence. Anyway, her and Quinn got an arm each under Logan's arm's and began walking (slowly) back to his room. Nicole hung back.

"Zoey? Listen; don't get too stressed over this. I know what happened, and I mean, how much more screwed up do things get, right? But we're here for you. You're gonna work it out." She said, giving me one of those c'mon-you-know-I'm-right-so-smile smiles's that your best friends give you when you're really upset. Then she left in a slow run, after Nicole, Quinn and Logan. That moment I remembered exactly why im friends with her. She's love me till the end. Now I turned to Chase again. Even his hair was starting to lose bushy-ness. He was starting to look more ill than drunk, getting to the babbling, pukey, messy stage of drunkenness that somebody needs to take care of. And it looked like that person was me. Although I didn't want to say it out loud, I wanted to be left alone with him. I think the others knew it, which is why they all left. I looked at him, hurt in my eyes.

"Chase," I started, but he cut me short.

"You know what just ssshut up Zoey! Shut up! I don't want you're excuses." He yelled at me. I had never, ever before in my life heard Chase yell.

"What? My excuses? It was you who...

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