BElijah's P.O.V:
Morgan and this new foreign exchange student, Day, were offering to car-pool with me. They picked me up, and we drove to Hon's 'She Said Yes! Never Mind She Didn't' party.
When we reached to Hon's, Day, and Morgan left leaving me alone in the car. I sighed, opening the car door.
When I reached inside the house, it was crowded with people. Hon was sitting in the corner being unsocial, probably rethinking all of his life choices, after Ketty. I was trying to find anybody I could talk to. That's when I found Nickelodeon.
Caren-Boo-Boo's P.O.V:
"5,4,3,2,1!" Everybody cheered as I finished off the last [idk if i can say this like-its my story but(t) like i dont know if you'll show this or something 😶 yolo ill say it] beer. I felt tipsy. I had to pee. And I was hungry. This fucking sucks. When I left the bathroom, I ran into, Bich. The local 'High Guy', he was holding his pet turtle in one hand, and a bowl of Lucky Charms in the other. "Labie was hungry so I'm giving her dog chow" Bich said answering the question I never asked.
Bich is so high all the time, when he bought his pet turtle, he though it was a blonde, lab. No scientist can understand, or explain why Bich was born high. He doesn't even smoke. He's was just born with all the symptoms of being high. Munchies, Spacing, Red Eyes, he has it all. When he walked past me, I became dizzy, and fell onto the floor blacking out. A lot of alcohol= A lot of sleep.
I woke up to screaming coming from up stairs. Great, I'm still hungry. There was a pause. "I'M PREGNANT!" I heard a voice that sounded a lot like Nickelodeon, but it may not be idk you need to keep reading.
