Chapter 6

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The after-party didn't last much longer than a few minutes at Yvonna's—a local rich girl—house before it turned into a giant sleepover. Everyone, with only a few exceptions, had crashed wherever they could find somewhere on the ground to sleep be it the floor, couches, shelves, dirt, or spare beds and cots that were provided by her parents and her. About half of everyone that had gone to original party was now here, and the panic of school that was supposed to be happening seemed to have slipped everyone's mind.

Among these tired house guests was Baby's Breath (this was the actual name of the boy that had been forgotten by Juniper), who had woken up in an uncomfortable position placed on in a cupboard in the kitchen. At first he couldn't see anything, but the memories of what had happened came to his mind and he pushed the door to the shelf open to let the light in.

Before he was able to let himself out of the cramping pose, another person who had been asleep on the shelf on top of his rolled out and down to the ground. BB didn't see who it was until he poked his head out. It was Winston, and he was now very clearly awake.

Too tired to speak but not too tired to be urged to help someone, he quickly made his way out of the shelf and let himself down to the counter, then the floor, and then kneeling to reach Winston's flattened height. He placed a hand on Winston's back and helped him sit up. Winston turned to him and gave thanks, brushing his hand away before arching his back and stretching.

"Jesus Christ, that's the last time I am ever going to fall asleep in a cupboard, like holy crap." Winston then stood up to better intensify his stretching, going until a soft pop could be heard and his face became amusedly happy. "My god, that's better."

BB helped himself to the standing position as well, clearing his throat to get rid of the suffocating too-tired-to-speak blanket that was suffocating his vocals. "So, I'm guessing that you're fine? Do you want a glass of water?"

"No, no, I'm good."

The white haired boy nodded his head and then turned to look around at everyone else that was now waking up, a couple meeting the same fate as Winston. That is, they woke up because they rolled off of the thing that they had passed out on.

BB started to walk around and helped people stand up, adding to his already super-helpful and strong reputation. He asked everyone if they needed a glass of water, which most of them replied yes too, so he led them through the giant maze of the house and into the kitchen. Most of them were able to find the glasses and get their own water, but some of the freshmen and really tired people were far too short to get their own glasses, so he reached up and grabbed the cups for them.

He did this with several rounds of people, looking to see if anyone he was more than just a helping hand to was there. BB found Rick (also the original name that Juniper had forgotten) and silently snickered at his position on the couch. His legs were up on the back rest, and his arms were strewn about in a way that the boy wasn't even sure was floriaingly possible. Plastic cups, napkins, and snack food that served no purpose other than taste were all over the couch and the older boy.

Baby's Breath took a seat next to the senior and moved him to a more realistic position before shaking him awake. Rick woke with a start, jumping in his seat before sitting up entirely, shaking his head to make some more wrappers fall out of his locks and to the floor.

He placed his hand over his eyes and began to rub them, blinking a couple of times before finally talking to BB.

"Hey, I need you to go get come cactus juice and bring it to me." His voice was drowning in drowsiness as he spoke, one hand still over his eyes and the other waving BB away.

"Cactus juice?"

"Yeah, cactus juice. There should be some in the fridge. I asked the little dark haired brunette girl about it yesterday. It's in a little bottle that has spikes on it, and it's green, and it looks like something that can be used for alcohol or some other intoxicating drink."

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