So I'm just assuming Sadie Hawkins takes place in January.

15. Sadie Hawkins Night. II

"No, just Mr. Needles." He smirked. "Marley Wanny Needy?"

I didn't want it, but I needed something. Something to release my stress.

I was about to decline his offer gently when I heard someone roaring.

"MARLEY!"

That was Ryder. And when I turned around I knew that in his perspective he could see me, Lark, a needle filled with drugs and beer bottles.

"What the hell!?" He yelled.

"Ryder, I was looking for Lark!" I yelled.

"Hey Kid...she looking for me...needing candy." Lark said before deciding to sit down as he said, "Whoa, moving Earth, needa sit down."

Ryder finished storming his way over here and stepped between Lark and I with anger in his eyes. "You said you weren't using drugs!"

"I'm not! I was't! I was looking for Lark! I wanted to talk to someone while you were gone!" I yelled.

"Well go talk to Unique! Or Sugar! Or Brittany! Hell, talk to Zandra for all I care! Just don't hang out this idiot in the first place, Marley. He's an idiot!"

"Oh what are you calling him a loser you jock!?" I snapped.

"No, I am just telling you that of all the people to hang out with there are better people than this guy here!" Ryder argued back. "Look at him Marley! He's gone down the fucking hill of his life! That stuff about going to school and going to college? It's not going to happen unless he puts his fucking head on his shoulders and knocks all the damn drugs out of his head!"

"Ryder," I said more calmly. "I was just looking for Lark. I wanted to talk to him as a friend. I didn't expect him to be like this and I didn't even want to try whatever is in his hands.

Ryder cooled down as his face soften. He seemed to believe me. He put a hand to his forehead. "Fine, I'm sorry I over reacted. I just...I would hate to see you go this way. Lark's my best friend, or at least use to be my best friend, we did everything together. Then he got into the drug scene and I knew it was bad and knew it was illegal to do. So we drifted and his life went down for a while. He got help at a rehab center but now, I don't know, I have no idea what he's like and I'm at this point where I don't give a shit about him. He can go driving off a cliff and die and I wouldn't even attend the wake or funeral. But you," He took hold of my hand. "I don't want to see you go that way. I don't want to see you living on the streets or living at home but stealing money to fill your need. I don't want to see you get in trouble with the law and go to jail or end up in a rehab center. I don't want too see your teeth to fall out, you hair thin and fall out or your skin wrinkle like a raisin. Lark looks good now with everything, but who know what will happen in five years. I don't want you the same way, okay?"

I nodded. "I know, I understand. I wouldn't try anything he's done that really hard. Or soft." Lie. "I won't end up like that."

"Good." Ryder smiled. "Because I have the best girlfriend in the world, right?" He winked.

"Only because she's got the best boyfriend." I kissed his cheek.

"Wanna go get ice cream? Everyone is leaving now since the party has died." Ryder suggested.

"Could we give Lark a ride home first?" I pointed to the now sleeping guy on the ground. "This is a bad spot to be sleeping."

Ryder nodded and lifted his older cousin off the ground. We got inside the car and I told Ryder where Lark lived. Ryder drove there and we carried him inside and dropped him on the couch. "He'll be good, right?" Ryder asked me.

"Yeah, he'll be fine." I said. "Meet you in the car, I'm going to the bathroom."

He left for the car and I went to the bathroom. Before I left the apartment I leaned down and kissed Lark's cheek. "See you later, Lark." I whispered.