Chapter 9- A Drunk
Irene:
When I got home, Ri and Taylor were already there looking happier than I've ever seen them in a long time. Stephan was banging his head on the table. When he saw me, he cheered,
"Finally! Get them to shut up! I can't take all the girl talk!"
Ri and Taylor shared a mischievous look. They got on either side of Stephan,
"Oh but Stephie-bear," Taylor cued, "Don't you love us?"
"No," he said bluntly. Taylor pouted and rolled her eyes,
"Way to ruin the fun."
Stephan rubbed his temples- no doubt from the headache Taylor and Ri caused- and quickly retreated to his room. I didn't blame him. You can run, but you can't hide- trust me I've tried. As soon as he was gone, I turned to Taylor and Ri,
"Okay, what in the world were you two talking about that Stephan got that annoyed?"
"Boys," they said in union. I laughed,
"Yep, that would do it too."
We all sat in a circle on the floor- covered in crumbs from chips and wearing only pajamas- which wasn't much clothing at all. And what were we talking about? The very thing that the stereotypical white girls talked about in the movies at sleepovers- boys. Well, girls in my case. Honestly, I was glad that Ri and Taylor were okay with me being…that way. It meant a lot- it really did. Not many people accepted me- and I was glad that Iris and Kim did accept me. I wondered if Lys and Castiel would too. Especially since well…they had crushes on me.
I took a drink of beer.
"I thought ye didn't drink, lass," Ri asked surprised. I swallowed,
"Normally, nope, but trust me- today isn't a normal day."
Taylor laughed,
"Oh man, if you're weird when you're sober I can't wait till you're drunk!"
I glared,
"I'll have you know, I can hold my liquor…for the first three drinks anyway."
"And just how do you know that," Taylor accused. I shrugged.
"Long story."
They both sighed,
"Fine."
"So, what were we talking about?"
"Boys," Ri and Taylor reminded me. I nodded,
"Oh yeah…continue on!"
Taylor laughed,
"Armin asked me out….I said yes."
"Same with Nathaniel," Ri added. I smiled and hugged the both of them,
"I'm so happy for you two! Armin and Nathaniel better watch it though- because honestly, I will beat their ass if they hurt you."
"If he hurts me, I'll beat him to next week myself," Taylor muttered.
"Noted, lass."
I woke up the next morning surrounded by empty cans of beer- about fourteen of them. Taylor was laughing and Ri was on the floor, doubled over in laughter.
"What happened," I moaned. Taylor tried, and failed, to keep a straight face,
"You couldn't even handle three!"
I groaned and tried to pull the covers of the blanket over my head,
"Not so loud."
"You are so hung over," Taylor continued to laugh. Stephan glared at me,
"I believed you when you said you can handle more- never again am I listening to you."
"Hey," Taylor laughed, "Stephie-bear, look at the bright side….VIDEOS!"
"You…video taped me," I asked horrified.
"Ye shouted to the winds that you were a new superhero called,- mmmm" Taylor covered Ri's mouth,
"Let's just say your superhero name is very vulgar and leave it at."
"What else," I asked- and wondered if I even wanted to know it.
An hour later, I sat in horrified silence after watching the videos they took.
"Swiggity swag, what's in the bag?"
I reached into and pulled out another beer,
"HAHA! IT'S BEER MOTHER-"
I continued watching it.
I stumbled around, burping and hiccupping as I sung,
"What is the malted liquor, BEER!
What gets you drunker quicker?
What comes in bottles or in cans? Beer!
Can't get enough of it, beer!
How we really love it, beer!
Makes me think I'm a man, beer!
I can kiss and hug it, beer!
But I'd rather chug it,beer!
Fill my belly up to here, beer!
I could not refuse a, beer!
I could really use a, beer!
Beer, beer, beer.
I can't remember how much I have had,
I drank a twelve pack with my dad," I burped loudly, and my voice went lower,
"That's my son the drunken manly stud,
I'm proud to be his bud,"
I went back to my normal drunken voice,
"Here have some pretzels,
No!
I'll call it quits,
Those things give me the Schlitz!
Drink with your family,
Drink it with your friends,
Drink till you're fat,
Stomach distends,
Beer is liquid bread it's good for you,
We like to drink till we spew,
EW
Who cares if we get fat,
I'll drink to that,
As we sing once more.
Golly I adore it,beer!
Come on dammit pour it,
Do it for me,
Brew it for me,
Feed it to me,
Speed it to !
The most wonderful drink in the world.
Hooray!"
I burped loudly again. Taylor was laughing,
"This is so going on Youtube."
"Kill. Me. Now," I muttered, "….and where did I get that lizard?"
"Hell if I know," Stephan muttered, "But I cannot believe you actually called it your side-kick."
"Don't diss Mr. Scaley," I warned.
Third Person:
Lysander was still sitting in silence. Castiel had joined him. Castiel was smoking more than often- and occasionally drinking. Lysander was just in disbelief.
"I can't believe we couldn't tell."
"She's avoiding us, more than likely concerned that we are disgusted with her,' Lysander reminded him.
"What is this about," Leigh asked politely.
"Irene's gay," Castiel said bluntly. Leigh didn't seem too surprised,
"…You didn't know?"
"You knew," Castiel and Lysander asked surprised.
"With the way her and Rosayla acted…I nearly suspected Rosayla was as well, honestly."
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Rosayla was feeling a bit out of the loop. She knew that Irene had told Kim and Iris some big secret- and Irene told them who she had a crush on. Lysander and Castiel were tight-lipped on the subject as well. Though she could tell that whatever Irene told them in that classroom- it resolved all their problems. Though, Irene did seem to be avoiding them. Speaking of Irene, she didn't show up to school that day. Rosayla started to get concerned. Is it because Ri and Taylor left?
However, Rosayla was closer to the truth than she thought. Irene's drinking had taken a toll on her. Stephan wasn't home during school hours- so he didn't know that Irene skipped school. She wasn't proud of it- but she didn't feel like she could face them. She had confidence last night- but that was when Ri and Taylor were there. Ri and Taylor were her confidence. Without them, she was scared that history would repeat itself….and it just might.
