Torrie
Christy and John stood in an awkward silence inside the now moonlit corridor.
"That was strange," Christy said.
"I wonder what Stacy did to Dave…"
"I think he was already drunk… Im more worried about Joy."
Christy looked after Dave, who was struggling up the stairs. She then heard students shouting from below where they stood, and instantly thought of Jackie.
"Oh no…Jackie went to that sculling competition," Christy gasped. "Is it ok if we listen to your music some other time?"
He looked a bit let down, but agreed as they went back down to the common room.
There was now a big crowd in the corner, students cheering on other students.
"There's where she would be," John sighed.
They headed back to there chairs, where Torrie was sitting with Shelton and Lita.
"Hey guys!" Shelton shouted, standing up and falling over again. "Great party, huh? John…why'd ya leave the drink thingamabob…?"
He started to laugh uncontrollably and put his arm around Torrie.
"So, you're a hot lil' chicken…what're you doin tonight? Ha ha…" he asked, leaning over to her.
"Ugh, Shelton, your breath stinks!" She screamed, moving out from under his arm.
"Yeh, I know…"
"What did you drink?" John asked, crossing his arms.
"Stuff…I dunno…" he pointed over to the corner.
"Jackie's over there!" Torrie said loudly.
"Who…Jackie?" Shelton asked. "Oh, yeah! She's the best sculler I've… ever…ha ha ha…" Shelton lapsed into more fits of laughter.
Torrie groaned as she headed over to the corner, John and Christy following. Lita decided to stay with a Tipsy Shelton. Half the students were packed into the corner, and shouts and yells growing considerably louder. The three of them squeezed through the thick wall of students. Christy was reminded again of getting through the crowd of students to the fight.
And sure enough, when they were pushed to the front, Jackie was sitting on a couch with a funnel in her mouth. When she finally took it out, it took a while for her to recollect herself. The students were roaring. Her eyes were out of focus. Then she suddenly stood up.
"Guys! How nice of you to come," she shouted, struggling to step up onto the table that was placed in the middle of the students.
"Jackie, get down! You will hurt yourself!" Torrie yelled over the noise of both the students and the stereo.
"You don't need to worry bout me Tor! Im fine, see?"
She started to dance on the table, using movements that you wouldn't use at a dinner party. The students, mostly guys were shouting and whistling. Torrie was staring up at her in absolute horror. John was standing there, trying not to laugh. Christy was hovering somewhere in-between those emotions.
"Whooo!" Jackie screamed, making the crowd shout louder.
Torrie had walked away somewhere, having given up. Jackie continued to dance for a few minutes, until she spun around and hit her head hard on the hanging light above her. She fell backwards, John racing to catch her before she hit the table. The students were still cheering.
"Come, on," he said to an unconscious Jackie. "Let's get you out of here."
He carried her to the couches, where Lita was still sitting with Shelton. He was almost asleep.
"Alright," He said, putting her on one of the couches. Christy sat down next to John.
"Where did Torrie go?" Christy asked Lita. She shrugged.
"Have no idea…"
Jackie began to stir, and opened her eyes blearily.
"Jackie," Lita said in an exasperated tone.
Jackie suddenly sat up, spun around, and was sick all behind the couch. She was hanging limp over the side of it.
Lita sprang up out of the way as Christy patted Jackie on the back. A couple of chairs away, Stacy was sitting back with her friends and Randy, who was caressing her hair. Also with them was Hunter, laughing at a joke Candace had just told. He suddenly caught Christy's eye and smirked at her. She returned her attention back to Jackie, who retched again.
"She needs to get to bed…" John started.
"No," Jackie protested, "Im fine, see?"
She tried to stand up, but her legs wouldn't hold her up and she fell again.
"I just need…a bit of a rest…"
"You need to go to bed," Christy said.
Jackie made a noise between a sob and a sigh, and lay down on the couch. She was very pale.
"Dude, you do not look good," Lita said. "You are going to have the biggest hangover tomorrow morning."
After much convincing, Jackie agreed to go to bed. John had to carry her as she had fallen half asleep. Christy accompanied them.
They arrived outside their dorm, and could hear voices coming from within.
"Us guys aren't usually allowed in girls' dorms but I can see no harm in this," John whispered.
Christy opened the door, where she could see Joy crying into her pillow with Dave sitting on her bed trying to comfort her.
