Hey... Sorry... So, I doubt you would wanna hear my excuses, but you should know that I'm very forgetful. And that means that I forgot my password. I'm sorry. It's short. Really short.

Disclaimer: Me no own.

"Hey Eddie!" Oh, God no…

Patricia's POV

"Um… Hey, Jenny," he replied. This is so not happening. Why are so many girls after Eddie anyway? I inwardly sighed. I guess that's what you get for dating a fluent in French blonde American… Sucks to be me.

"Hey, guys!" she squealed again. God, will you ever stop squealing? I swear, she's worse than Amber and Joy combined. And that's saying something.

"Yeah, hey…" Mara muttered. I nod my head in acknowledgement and so did Jerome. She walked closer and sat across from Jerome.

"So, why are you all out here? I thought, um…" she said, probably not remembering Alfie's name.

"Alfie," Jerome provided.

"Yeah, Alfie brought you back to the house?"

"Well, technically. Everyone was on Mountain Dew overload. So we ran," Mara explained. Jenny giggled. Can't she like, laugh normally or something? I don't get how the Jenny that Eddie described could be the same person as… this. She sounds like a pretty cool girl before she 'morphed' into a social rank maniac… She kinda looked like the energizer bunny high on Mountain Dew and crack. That's actually quite scary, don't you think?

She was sitting cross legged in front of us all, grinning widely while practically bouncing up and down in excitement. I've only seen one person this excited to see us. Wow, we must have been way more popular than we thought…

Third Person's POV (Back at the house)

Back at the house, it was still how it was. Complete utter chaos; Amber and Joy were giggling their heads off, still in their previous positions. Alfie was now running around the room, juggling empty cans of Mountain Dew. Nina was now starting to coat another pillow with Mountain Dew; Mick was lying on the floor with at least twenty cans surrounding him. Fabian who was previously on the dining table drenched in Mountain Dew was now moving his arms and legs; trying to make a 'Mountain Dew angel' on the dining table. Trudy was now gone. She was no longer in the kitchen cooking Mountain Dew. 'At least even on her Mountain Dew drunk state, she still had enough common sense to turn off the stove.' Joy thought. She was the least Mountain Dew drunk of the whole house, unless if you count Victor (maybe) or Mara, Patricia, Jerome and Eddie. That was the only reason she was able to think at least a bit straight and hold her phone upright by her feet and actually type with her toes without messing up. It was a skill she had developed as an eighth grader, and she was very proud of it. Sure, it took at least a few months of her life, but it was worth it.

Victor was still stumbling down the stairs, making his way to the basement. 'Wow, even when he's Mountain Dew drunk, all he thinks about is his weird basement.' Nina thought. She was the second least drunk. Yet she didn't know why she was feeding a pillow Mountain Dew…

Eddie's POV

I could tell that Patricia was irritated. For some unknown reason, she hates girls that giggle so much. But I have to agree with her, it was annoying.

"Hey, Jenny, since when did you move here?" Mara asked.

"Oh! About a few weeks ago… I think." She replied. Before she became a live size Barbie doll, she was actually quite smart. But since she became said live size Barbie doll, she lost her smart, sarcastic, realistic- well in conclusion, she lost her brain mentally. It's still physically there, but it just wasn't working as good as it used to. Who am I kidding? It barely works. The only thing in there is make up, boys and fashion. Wow, I missed the old her.

"Oh…" Mara replied awkwardly. There were no more talking afterwards. Just Mara and Jerome's silent conversation, Patricia's death stare, Jenny's bubbly giggling and me, just sitting awkwardly there. I sighed.

"So, what are we going to do now? I mean, the house is filled with Mountain Dew crazed people. It's not like we could go back there…" I said.

"Maybe we should just wait out here…?" Jerome suggested. Just after he spoke, Patricia slapped him. Is it just me or does she really like slapping people?

"Look up, blondie. It's gonna rain. And unless we want to be drenched in rain water, I suggest we go somewhere that has a roof." She said, looking up at the sky. We all looked up at the sky and groaned. She was right, the sky was already grey and a few dark clouds were already up in the sky.

"Um, guys, we could go to my place?" Jenny suggested.

"Which house do you live in?"

"Isis House."

"It's pretty far, you know… And I'm not sure we'll make it in time…" Mara explained, looking in the general direction of Isis House.

"What's the nearest building?" Jerome asked.

"I guess its school."

"So, to school?" I asked. The thunder boomed and Jenny screamed. God, I didn't remember her being scared of thunders…

"Um, yes. It's our only choice unless if we want to go to a house infested with Mountain Dew- obsessed people." And after that being said, we all made a silent agreement to run to the school as fast as we can. We were lucky that the doors weren't locked. When we stepped in, it was dark. Like, really really dark. After about twenty minutes of wondering aimlessly, I heard loud footsteps and a familiar voice.

"Kids these days… So full of energy… like rabid werewolves attacking their prey… Ckckck." We heard the voice say. Then we heard the door creak and the sound of it being locked. Something told me that I was locked in school… with my girlfriend and overly bubbly ex. Ouch, I'll be lucky if I could last an hour with them…

If you're still reading this, I need your opinion on something. I'm thinking of making an instagram only for drawings and shiz related to fanfiction. Tell me, should I? And oh yeah, in order to try to get more reviews, I decided to either make a 'question of the day' or those weird 'guess the lyrics' shiz.

QOTD: If you were a chicken nugget, what shape would you be?

LOTD:

You come to me with scars on your wrist
You tell me this will be the last night
feeling like this
I just came to say goodbye,
didn't want you to see me cry
I'm fine...
But I know it's a lie

Okay, start guessing, dudes and dudettes!
~A2122