Hey, everyone!

So, there are a few things to cover up:

a) a-panther-and-her-prince asked why Thea didn't ask Blaise where Keller was.
Ans: Everyone at Thierry's place was really sleepy when Galen yelled (yeah, crappy excuse, I know) and when someone is not at Thierry's mansion, they're at a mission. Acceptable? Not really, but it was the best I could come up with.

b) xXPurpleMidnightXx asked how Blaise fit in the story.
Ans: I'll answer at the end of the chapter.

c) Elesary asked why Iliana's so evil.
Ans: Iliana's not evil. Just a bit clumsy (since she fell) and she can't help it if her crush/love/whatever is taken. It's not really her fault. Blame gravity.

d) vampiressincognito: I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT THE SILVER CORD! SORRY! SORRY! SORRY!

And...*sigh* I don't own Night World. L.J. Smith does. Happy?

Chapter 5

BPOV

"Keller, you're coming out, or I'm coming in," Blaise said stubbornly. It was a contest of wills. And she did not intend to be defeated by a heartbroken girl.

"Go away." It was barely audible. There was no way she was going to lose to Keller. Nada. Zilch.

Blaise banged the door. Didn't work.

She rammed herself against it. Didn't work.

Then she tried the knob. Worked.

"Oh..." Blaise blinked.

Keller looked terrible. Her hair was wavy in some places, straight in others, and stuck out at weird angles. Her face was ghostly pale. And her eyes...

Somehow, they were the most terrible and most beautiful of her features. Her eyes were dark, completely blank. They reflected everything, shielding her from the world. And they also showed the hurt. The hurt which wouldn't go away.

"Keller, you need to go out."

Blaise Harman doesn't take no for an answer. Not even from a Lord Thierry (most of the time).

Keller was doomed.

WPOV

"Are you sure it's gonna work?" Winnie whispered nervously into Blaise's ear.

"Tch. Of course. All she needs is a little air. And some alcohol. That's for sure."

"Blaise..." Winnie still looked nervous. "Keller's never drank before."

"First time for everything."

"She might do something stupid."

"That's why Nissa's there; to stop her...and us."

"Us? I don't drink, Blaise."

"Better. You and Nissa can watch out for us."

"I can't ever win with you, can I?"

"Nope, so next time, don't try." Blaise smirked triumphantly.

Winnie shook her head and banged it against the cool glass of the car window. They were going to some bigwig of a vampire's party or something.

Why me?

Winnie really felt like screaming that to the sky. Blaise Harman had a good heart, but she was the kind of girl with a good heart...and liked to party. Not nice.

Winnie saw Nissa's lips curve into a tiny smile as she heard Winnie's thoughts.

I completely agree with you; something's going to happen tonight. I can feel it.

Winnie glanced up warily.

KPOV

She had been blocking the past few hours.

If she was her normal self, she would've probably shredded Blaise Harman into pieces.

Keller was in what Blaise called 'appropriate party clothes' and what she called 'sluttish'.

She wore denim shorts that reached her knees and a shirt with a long sleeve on one side. Compared to the clothes Keller normally wore, this was close to walking out in town with only her underwear on.

She gritted her teeth and stared at the glass in front of her.

"Come on, Kelly – " giggle " – you should – " hiccup " – loosen up!" Blaise was already well into her eleventh glass. She could sure hold her liquor.

"Blaise – " Winnie started, but Blaise immediately interrupted her.

"Just try." She pushed the glass in front of Keller firmly, though her eyes weren't exactly looking at Keller.

Keller stared at it harder.

Then she actually grabbed it and downed it in a single gulp. Which was saying something considering the size of the glass.

Blaise clapped her hands happily.

"More! More!"

NPOV

Keller was already drinking her seventh glass. And she was starting to act like Blaise.

"I want another two," Blaise murmured.

"Betcha – " hiccup " – I could drink – " giggle " – more!"

"Keller, I think you've had enough," Nissa said calmly. This was the most Keller had said in days.

"No!" Keller pouted. "I want more!"

"More!" Blaise echoed happily.

"No. No more." Enough was enough. Nissa wasn't going to drive them home in a car full of puke.

"Killjoy."

"Meanie."

Nissa twitched.

"Winnie, back me up here."

"She's right, guys. We should go."

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it."

Together, the two of them dragged the shapeshifter and witch out of the house.

"Charlie..." Blaise mumbled, poking Keller.

"Charlie..."

"Candy Mountain, Charlie!"

Keller looked at Blaise for a moment and then they burst into fits of laughter.

"Do they have an off switch or something?" Winnie asked, pressing her thumb and index finger to the bridge of her nose.

"Unfortunately not." Nissa looked at Winnie for a moment. "Think we should gag them?"

KPOV

The world was spinning with bright and pretty colours. And Keller had never felt better.

"Blaise," she said seriously.

"What?" Blaise answered just as seriously.

Silence.

"Flowers are pretty, aren't they?"

They laughed again. Somehow, everything seemed so laugh-able at that time.

And in the midst of all things funny, pretty and bright, she suddenly thought of fairytales.

"Hey, Blaise," Keller said, poking Blaise each time she said her name, "Blaise, Blaise, Blaise, Blaise!"

"JUST ANSWER HER, BLAISE!" Winnie screamed.

"Ouchie." Keller clutched at her ears.

"Mmm." Blaise agreed, doing the same thing while nodding her head.

"Blaise, Blaise, Blaise..."

"Hmm?"

"Fairytales are nice."

"Yes."

"Are you a princess?"

"No. The princess's bodyguard." Blaise seemed to find that very funny, so Keller laughed with her.

"Do you want your prince?"

"I can wait. You?"

Keller looked at her.

Something had struck her mind. Her prince...

She looked at Blaise sadly and said, "I had a prince."

"Aww...there, there. He's probably not worth it anyway. All the boys are like that!" Blaise patted her arm sympathetically, her eyes looking an inch away from Keller's face.

"But he is worth it! He's the nicest, sweetest, most charming prince ever!" Keller pounded her palm. "And...I want him ba – "

Keller saw something. A blond head.

She ran after it.

She ran as fast as she could. Chasing the blonde. Chasing her 'prince'. And ignoring Nissa and Winnie.

And as soon as she caught up, she grabbed his hand and saw green eyes.

"Galen?"

"Keller? I'm not – "

"Galen, I really – " hiccup " – miss you, you – " hiccup " – know?" She wrapped her arms around that person. "I really miss you."

"Keller, I really think that you should – "

"And I wanna say that – " hiccup " – I'm really sorry. For – " hiccup " – everything."

"Keller, maybe you should just seat down and – "

"I don't want to seat down!" Keller pouted, pounding her fists against his chest. "I want you back!"

And then everything went black, but not before she saw someone with curly dark hair and striking blue eyes staring at her.

So? Guess who the blonde with the green eyes and curly haired chick was! I'm curious to see what you guys think. And I know it's kinda OOC for Keller, but hey, who can control the effects of alcohol?

And as for xXPurpleMidnightXx's answer...

I needed a party girl who lives in Las Vegas. And I like Blaise! =)