Chapter 13: "The Party"
It was eight, and Jasmine, Cody, Chris, John, and Jeff arrived at the party.
"Wow, this is so cool!" Cody shouted.
"Check out the bar," Chris said, pointing to it.
"I don't drink," Cody stated.
"Come on, junior, it's a party. Loosen up, will ya? Four shots, please. You want one, Jazz?" asked Chris.
"No, thanks."
"Good. There's nothing worse than a drunk girlfriend," said John.
"Amen," Jeff agreed.
They finally got their drinks.
"Cheers."
All of them drank their shots in a second. Cody had a little trouble with his.
"How can you guys drink this? It tastes horrible!" Cody said.
"You'll get used to it. Four more shots, please," said Chris.
By at least ten minutes, Cody had five shots.
"Slow down there, man," John told Cody.
"You're not the boss of me."
"You're drunk, Cody," said Jeff.
"So? Let's dance, Jasmine."
"O…kay…"
"That kid's lost it. We shouldn't have brought him here," Chris admitted.
"Ya think?" John asked angrily.
Suddenly, the lights flashed off, and the music stopped. Grunts could be heard, and then the lights flashed on and the music played.
"Cody!" yelled John.
Cody was on the floor, and Jasmine was crying next to him.
"What happened?" Jeff asked with a worried look on his face.
"I don't know," Jasmine said through her muffled cries.
"Let's take him to his hotel room," Jeff said.
Chris, John, Jeff, and Jasmine carried Cody into John's car, and drove him to the hotel. They carried him to his room. Cody groaned and hiccupped as he was laid on his bed.
"I hope he's okay. Poor guy. He won't remember any of this in the morning," John said.
"See ya, Jazz," said Jeff.
"Bye, guys."
Jasmine was extremely worried. Cody…drunk? It seemed impossible, but Cody's unconsciousnesssnapped her back to reality. Anything can happen. She realized this when she and Cody were finally together. She closed the door of his hotel room. Jasmine sighed and headed to her own hotel room. How could she sleep knowing that he was drunk?