Me: Okay guys I'm not gonna say this again. If you don't learn to get along I'm not going to write anymore.

Nadia: Ducky and Angel are the ones who cut my hair while I was sleeping!

Me: And you're the one who used super glue for Angel's heels.

Mimi: (hides glue) I didn't do it.

Me: Whatever here ya go.

A few days went by and no one knew what was wrong with Jason. He'd come home from school and lock himself in his room. Some nights Kyle could hear him crying but he would usually get defensive and slam the door in someone's face. Finally Collins couldn't take it anymore and planned an intervention.

"Okay, he should be coming home soon it's around seven. When he comes in lock the door" he said to Mark.

"Did you tell everyone else to get out of here?" Mark asked.

"Yeah, I don't know how he's gonna act so be prepared for anything"

Around 8pm, Mark, Collins, Benny and Roger sat in the living room waiting for Jason to come home. He came up the stairs and banged on the door.

"H-HEY! SUMMUN LEMME IN!" he yelled drunkenly.

Mark slowly opened the door and Jason came in stumbling with a bottle of Absolut in his hand.

"Wh-what's goin on here? Di-d someone die? W-where's…..evbreyone?"

"Jason sit down now"

"N-no I-I'm tired I'm-a goin to s-leep, Later pops" he said laughing

Mark and Benny caught Jason again and tried to get him to the couch but Jason started to fight.

"Hey! G-get you-re hands off-a me!"

"Jason you're not going anywhere so just sit down now and give me the bottle." Benny said trying to pull the bottle out of his hand.

"What the f-fuck? N-No!" Jason yelled.

Finally they couldn't take it anymore and they pinned him to the ground. Collins stood over his son as the other three held him down.

"Jase I'm not going to let you go until you stop acting irrational. What the hell is going on? I get calls from school saying you're failing PHILSOPHY of all classes, there's all these different guys and girls numbers all over your books, you barely talk to me, and now you come home trashed? You used to tell me everything and now I barely know you!"

By now Jason was sobering up. He looked at his father and started to cry. Collins gave the others the signal and they let him get up. He sat down next to him.

"Come on son, what is it?"

Jason sobbed, "My life's been hell. Ever since I came out at school, no one wants to deal with me. I keep getting slammed into lockers, my stuff gets ripped off, and people keep putting "Warning: AIDS infected faggot, AC DC, fence sitter, Bobby-both ways" signs on my back. And now you're gonna die on me too?"

Everyone was silent. Collins spoke up, "Son, if that's the case you really should have told me. Are you forgetting that I went through that too? Of course I mostly got beat up and called a fooper until after I got out of college. But drinking and screwing anyone and everyone isn't going to solve your problems."

Little did they know that Jason's biggest fan was listening and couldn't believe it…

Angel: Cliffy?

Me: Sorry, I need to think some more. I just wrote this while it was still fresh

Ducky: I thought you were asking me?

Me: I made up my mind, I liked this better.

Mimi: Whose his fan?

Nadia: Someone better fix my hair!

Angel: R&R and she'll update later tonite or tomorrow! And get Oreos!