Frediano |

Hangover.

My eyes opened with a sharp pain piercing my head. My vision was so blurry, it took me a while to realize I was on my sitting room couch.

I sat upright after a few minutes and that's when the realization of last night hit me. It was all coming back in a blur but the main point was, it was all coming back and part of me knew I would have been better off with the memories of last night as distant from my mind as they could be-but they were not.

I recollected dancing with some jack dude, if that was his name, and I remembered shouting at Frediano - for a reason I still don't remember- and I remember galloping away...like literally galloping, I was jumping and that just doesn't sound right.

After analyzing my memories for let's just say a while, it hit me. This sharp pain was not a usual headache... I was friggin' hungover! This obviously meant I got drunk. My heart beat shot abruptly at the thought of me, Coraline- a girl that had never attended a party let alone get drunk- and with the level of pain I was feeling I knew that they were more than a couple of shots I had downed. Panic took over. The fact that I didn't remember what the hell I did halfway through yesterday was enough to make me over react and let's just say- over-panic!

"Look who decided to wake up," said a familiar voice.

I turned around and saw Zane walking towards me with a glass that held something that did not look very pleasant.

"Before I start saying what I'm dying to say, drink up..." said Zane.

I did not have the energy to question him nor did I want to, so I grabbed the glass and drank whatever the hell that was. It tasted like puke. Resisting the urge to barf; I asked, "what the hell was that?"

"it's my hangover formula and let's just say it had raw eggs amongst many other things you really don't want to know," he states.

"What's that supposed to mean? It's not like you would pee in a cup or anything, "I said jokingly.

He in return gave me a very sly smirk. What the hell was that supposed to mean?!

"Okay, now that your hangover is nearly cured(which wasn't really true), let me just say this," said Zane.

Grey now entered the room and stood next to Zane and they both screamed in unison, "what the hell were you thinking young lady?"

"You better start explaining yourself," added Grey.

"And did I mention you're grounded!" stated Zane.

They were saying so much and my dodgy brain was still finding it hard to keep up to all those words. "Wait...what?" I said confused.

"I don't think that's an explanation," said Zane.

I had so much to say but didn't have the strength or the head to say so much, all that came out of my mouth was," I'm sorry..."

"You better be!" said a very hyper and rather angry Zane.

"And I am" I said hesitantly.

"Well, sorry is not enough; in the state you reached home yesterday, I'm not letting you go without a legit explanation," stated Grey.

"And what state was that?" I asked.

"You were a WRECK COR! Our baby sister was a wreck yesterday and we were extremely worried," said Grey in a very worried tone.

"Please tell me exactly what you mean by wreck," I asked confused.

"Don't you remember?" asked Zane.

"It's a blur! And I'm starting to get frustrated, please tell me what happened exactly!" I said in a slightly raised tone.

"If only we knew...'" said Grey