Barry's heart was beating out of his chest. He was a good kid that usually didn't get in trouble. If he did he could pull off hiding it, but a hang over? This was a whole new level. Joe did warn him about choosing his friends wisely. These two were there for him at the hard times, so screw it!

Mitch pulled his black hood over his head, and went over to Barry's bed. He put his knees on the pillow and put his hands on the window frame. The white paint was cracked from age, and it's a miracle he didn't get a splinter. He tried to slide it up, but knowtest it was locked. Joe always told Barry to lock his window just in case some person tries to get in, now they were trying to get out. Ironic. He unlocked the lock and put two hands under the window. He struggled for a minute but it unhitched.

" I really should have gone to PE, I lack upper body strength," Mitch quietly grunting.

He struggled to get the window open, but it slowly slid up, just enough for them to slide through.

" You gotta be quiet when you go to get the latter," Barry said cautiously," It's right above Joe's room,"

I now think Joe did that for a reason. He'd be able to hear us if we ever tried to get it. He's a smart man, but not quite as smart as a teen who is already in level 24 in math, even though everyone else is at 18.

" We'll make too much noise if we try to get it," Carl said slipping his hood on too. They all knew this house was old.

" So then the lightest person should go, to make the least about of noise," Mitch suggested. Barry knew where this was going.

" Yeah," Barry agreed. He nodded his head looking out the window. None of them were talking, and Barry put his head up. They both were staring at him, Mitch raised his eye brow. Really??!!!!?

" You weigh the least dude,"

"How do you know," Barry said kinda hurt," Have you weighed me in my sleep?"

" I mean look at you, it's obvious," Mitch tried to smile.

He just looked like a dingus. He always did this thing when he tried to make a situation better, of course in never worked.

" I have more mustle than the two of you combined, so shut up,"

It probably was true. Barry may be weak and wimpy, but he could still do stuff. He's just never wanted to.

" Musle does weigh more than fat," Carl said looking out the window.

They took a minute and just stared at one another. He really didn't want to do this, or get caught.

" Fine alright, but if this goes sideways, pretend to be sleeping and put a pillow or two under my blankets, so it looks like someone's under the covers," Barry looked at the two boys. They both nodded their heads and stepped back for Barry to get through. "And pretend I did not just fall to my death for a stupid party," Barry rolled his eyes. Party's were boring anyway to him, trivia was WAY better.

They all shrugged it off.

He wedged his leg behind the dresser to get leverage, and put his other leg through the window. He artched his back and got his whole body through. Barry put his legs out in front of him to stop himself from sliding. The edge of the roof was 6 ft away. 6 ft doesn't seem like much at all. Barry started to slightly shake. He was never good at handling heights. The latter was about four yards away( 12 ft).

He got on his hands and knees, then stood up. He wobbled for a second, but got his balance. Barry took a small step towards the latter. He could almost feel the roof creak. Barry just hoped Ms. Chirpy took a lot out of Joe, and that the roof didn't cave in. Joe would be pissed if he found out what Barry was doing. He'd guide him inside, making sure he didn't fall, then he'd tell him a story of when some kid died from falling off a roof, give him the ' I'm the police, I could arrest you' talk, give his some glares, and send him to bed after forcing a hug. Just like that broken little kid he was. Barry was tired of being treated like he was a broken child, who had just saw his mom cry on the floor, blood everywhere. Barry was glad he was doing this, he was just tired of the soft looked he gave him.

He was only two feet away when Barry looked over to the two boys. They were sticking their heads out of the window. They gave encouraging smiles, but he could tell they were relieved that they didn't have to do it. He must have turned his head too fast, because they got off balence. His arms went out to stabilize himself. Carl squinted. Barry turned back around and reached for the latter. It wasn't too heavy, but then again he was kinda a wimp.

He lifted it up so it wouldn't drag on the roof. He wedged the latter inbetween his right arm and side.

He finally got to the edge of the roof and looked down. It was a good 15ft. The foundation made it higher than it should be. He sat on the very edge, and Gently put the latter on the ground. He turned and gave them a thumbs up. They both wiggled out of the room, and started down the latter.

After the last one got down they all looked at each other.

" We're really doing this," Carl said looking at the street lamp.

" Oh don't tell me you're backing out now. Let's go," Barry surprised them both with his determination.

Mitch and Carl looked at each other sort of suprised. Mitch smiled, "Let's go then"

Mitch started to walk down the street.

" I though it was at Deekin's house," Barry wrinkled his nose at the thought," It's that way"

" I said I got the flier from him, but it's at Kit's house"

" Great," Barry rolled his eyes," Another stuck up,"

" Yeah, they aren't the best," Carl began, but Barry inturupted," No kidding, they dumped a slushing in your whitey-titeys,"

"They are not whitey-titeys!"

" Shhhh! We got this far, there's no turing back," Mitch looked too serious. He does that sometimes. He can also be a jerk, but we all stick together. If we didn't, we'd picked apart like chicken from a bone.

" Kit's not too bad, not compared to Tony," That they could all agree on. Kit was a jerk, but Tony was a dick. He tormented them, and at one time he did it to Kit. He changed his name to Kit after he always got teased. It was Hamon, he got call things like Lamby Hammy. Let's just say he got muscles and they stopped.

Mitch pointed down the street, and they all got going. They walked pretty quietly, other than an occasional cough or remark about Star Wars. They weren't in the mood to get caught. They were only two blocks away, when Mitch said something.

" Do you hear that?" We all listened. The sound of an engine started to become louder.

" We'll look suspicious, we gotta hide," Carl looked worried. Yeah, wearing black hoods wondering down the street, they'd defiantly get caught if it was law enforcement.

Barry ran to the woodsy area next to the road, and found a bolder. It was big enough to hide all three from the street. Mitch and Carl all ran to the rock just in time for the car to come into view. It looked like a police car. That was a close call, especially if it was one of the cops from CCPD. They all knew him well, and that would take some explaining.

They waited until the car was out of hearing distance until they ran back out. Mitch got up the steep incline first, then gave us a hand.

It didn't take long to get there, and thankfully there was no more cops.

Kit's parent went on a vacation without him, and he got pretty upset. He decided to have a party, and that's gonna get him in trouble. Barry wondered why people did stuff like this, even though they know they're gonna get caught. He wondered why he came. He though for a while looking at the house with toilet paper streamers, half naked people in the yard, flashing lights, and loud music. He needed to lay back, he deserved to.

He was hesatend to set foot in the walkway," Screw it" he said to himself. He half jogged into the house and was hit by all the commotion in the living area. Mitch and Carl were right in front of him. Barry could tell Mitch had been to a party before, his eyes weren't bulging as much. Of course he didn't get invited, he must have snuck in. Carl looked overwheled, but it quickly turned into a smile.

" What do you wanna do first?!" Mitch had to yell. It was very loud inside the house.

" Spin the bottle, toiled paper war, drunk ping pong, or just a good old drink?"

" No thank you?" Barry said.

" Dude, we did not come here to not have you drink," Mitch sighed but laughed right after. He honestly looked high.

" Someone has to get you guys back to my house without falling asleep on the street,"

They both looked at him. Some girl walked by him with a tray of shots, he took one and swallowed it in one gulp. He coughed, and then he was a different person.

" How's that for liquid courage?"

Mitch laughed again.

Carl took one too and nearly threw up. It did get him buzzed though.

" Well how about today's birthday boy gets a shout out," Mitched laughed to himself and yelled," Happy Birthday Barry," Now everybody knew it was his birthday.

It didnt quiet down, it got louder. Everyone started cheering. They must really be drunk if they are chering him on.

Tony came next to him and put his arm around Barry's shoulders, intentionally squeezing hard.

He had a glass of what looked like alcohol.

" How about we give my friend Barry here a drink, maybe it will loosen up his tight mad brains," everyone laughed.

" I'm good," Barry said, trying to not sound like he was scared.

" Oh, now don't be a wise ass. I'm mean to you at school, but at a party, as long as you drink, we're all cool. So TAKE THE DRINK," Tony said sternly, squeezing my shoulders.

Barry looked at Carl and Mitch, they gave him an unconvincing smile, to just do it. He looked around at all the people staring at him, he even saw his crush.

Barry took the drink. He kept thinking what would his dad want him to do. He couldn't even think about it, because he was in prison. The person that put him there was taking care of him, Joe. He did this to his life, he wrecked it. The only person who didn't want this for him was Joe, so what the hell.

Barry was angry, " Here's to liquid courage!" He yelled. He raised his glass and chugged the two inches of drink on the bottom of it. Barry wanted to spit it out, but he took it on like a champ, and swallowed it. The crowed of teens started cheering. Innocent Barry was gone, now fun and crazy Barry was introduced.

Tony left his side and went back to what he was doing before. He was bringing a girl upstairs, who knew what was gonna happen up there. They all knew, but tried not to think about it.

Mitch slapped Barry on the back and hugged him.

" I never thought you'd actually do it!"

" Me neither," Barry said suddenly feeling sick to his stomach.

" Who wants to play spin the bottle!" Some guy standing on the table said loudly. Many people cheered and gathered.

" Are you coming?" Carl asked.

" What the hell," Barry smiled. This is gonna be something Barry thought. They all got in a circle on the floor, and Kit got in the middle.

" I think we all know the rules, so let's get going!"

We were all sitting boy girl boy girl, so it'd be fair. I don't think anything about this game is fair.

"We have a few guests from another school, as you can see. Let's have fun!"

Barry looked across him, and saw someone. Someone who looked just like him. Brown hair, hazel eyes, they even had the same face. It was like a clone! He though he was seeing things, but it was this guys turn to start. He got in the middle, and no one knowtest that it looked just like Barry Allen. Barry Allen, no one knew him that much, only the name.

Who was he?

Sorry for that one person that did read the first chapter. I got bored and didn't finish this chapter. I will get more soon If you comment. No one really wants to read this.