My cheeks were incredibly reddened as I had on the biggest smile, my head spinning as Logan and I just sat next to each other on the grass.

We watched Benny dance so carelessly amongst the crowd around him, his red cup with alcohol just spilling on people and on him, but nobody even cared.

"Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna, brought the Wraith to China just to race in China!" Benny screeched the lyrics to the song as his hands went against his knees, beginning to twerk against random people he didn't even know. "Lil' bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China!" Benny fell back to a bunch of people as he cackled.

"Why am I not surprised that Benny would be this crazy when he's drunk." I smiled, biting my lip as he stayed on the ground and wiggled his body like a worm, some people laughing at him as they continued dancing. "Where did Keanu go?" I asked, feeling so much heat in my face.

Logan remained quiet as he stared at me with his head against his legs that was caged within his arms. I felt my eyes droop and my mouth slightly widen as my head rocked by itself. "Why are you looking at me like that Logan?" I asked amused.

Logan looked up to laugh. "Because you're laughing so loud for no reason Micah!" His words slightly slurred in volume.

My mouth widened as I tilted my head at him. "I am? Oh shit!" Not aware of the fact that I've been laughing by myself for the past hour. "Being drunk makes me so dizzy." I blurted out.

"Same." Logan yawned, looking down at the red cups underneath us with a grin. "Look at how many cups we used." He chuckled.

I just remained quiet as I sat still, a huge smile plastered on my face. "Logan." I turned towards him. "I have a super duper super serious question for you." I tried not to laugh out loud as he turned back towards me.

His mouth widened in subtle shock. "That's a very serious question. What is it?"

My vision blurred as I moved closer towards Logan, my arms brushing against his. "If your shirt isn't buttoned, then why even have a shirt on?" I asked loudly over the music as I rapidly pulled his silky shirt off, exposing his snowy white body that was glistening of sweat. "You look like a marshmallow." I cackled, not aware of what I was doing but I was doing something.

"Just because I'm pale as hell? Fuck you!" He laughed, his head rubbing against my shoulder for only a second as he looked back up. "Well you look like a caramel apple!" He deeply snickered, biting into his reddened lips as his shirtless body fell back against the cold grass.

I glanced at Logan's cloudy hair slightly fall onto his face as his abs and v line bended upward to stretch, making me unconsciously lay next to him. "Plot twist, caramel apples are a lot sweeter than marshmallows though!" I smiled, our eyes meeting.

"Prove it." Logan licked his lips at me, setting off something off my brain to do something I don't know why I wanted to do.

I tucked some strands of his soft hair behind his ear as I smiled, staring at him for only a moment, then plunging my lips into his warm ones as I quickly went over his body, my arms pushing his chiseled arms deeper into the ground.

I moved my hands away from his arms and tightly held onto his cheeks, his soft mouth tasted like alcohol as his hands snaked around my waist, making my body land on his.

A girl's voice quickly emitted in front us. "Brianna, I don't know why but seeing 2 boys kissing turns me on so much! Can I join you gu-" Another voice quickly interrupted her.

"Sarah shut up! You can't just stare at people kissing and loudly talk about them, let's go!" Another girl exclaimed, pulling her friend away.

After Logan returned the kiss with a deep groan, I quickly pulled away, smiling at him as we both knew it didn't mean anything. "Ima use the restroom." I tried to get up as I observed Logan's flushed face, both of my feet staggering side to side.

My visions being blurred and my head uncontrollably spinning didn't help me walk the dark pebbled paths in front of me. People looked at me weird since I was laughing for no reason.

"M-Micah! Wait!" Logan's voice began to yell behind me, making me roll my eyes as I just wanted to go to the restroom. "I promised Benny that I wouldn't let you just go wandering off!"

"I'm just using the restroom, leave me alone!" My voice let out my words in a loud whine.

I ignored him, continuing to walk to the restroom. All of a sudden, I felt his tight grip around my wrist, making me turn back towards him. "Don't fucking touch me, you're not my mom!" My fist rapidly swung heavily against his face as I internally screamed inside my head. "Get the hell away from me, I need to use the restroom!" I gagged as I felt like throwing up.

"Ah! What the fuck is wrong with you Micah!" Logan's hands quickly met his eye as he hissed to himself, crouching down to the floor to process what just happened.

I feel like I should apologize, but for some reason, I started to feel way to sick to even process anything right now.

I quickly turned back around, ignoring Logan tend his face as I proceeded to walk back towards the restroom.

I heard the music begin to fade in the background as I entered the restroom, hissing at the bright lights inside that almost burned my eyes off. "Fuck you, you bright Teletubbies!" I exclaimed at the people, making them stare at me wide-eyed as they quickly left the restroom.

What the hell am I on?

My breathing was fast and forceful as I stumbled into the restroom, using the walls for balance.

As I closed the restroom door, I heard it quickly open again, signaling someone coming in after me. This is so embarrassing that they have to see me look like a complete mess.

Deep voices all of a sudden appeared behind me as I tripped over the flat floor to walk over to the faucet. "Is that him?" A boy spoke out.

"Yea." A dreamy but slightly raspy voice replied as the boy who it belonged to quickly appeared next to me. "Fuck, I didn't know Jesse liked drinkers." His hair was dark blonde as he growled into my ear, his blue eyes staring at my reflection in the mirror.

I quickly turned to him as I used the sink for balance. "Hello Mr. Bean!" I yawned, turning on the faucet to wash my face.

"Yo, Tristan he really just called you Mr. Bean." Another boy deeply laughed. "This guy is all the way fucked up, look at him, he's literally turning on an imaginary faucet on the right when it's on the left." I joined in with their laughter as the boy who just spoke was Miles.

There were at least 3 boys in total but I felt too dizzy to make sure.

"Stop fat shaming me!" I screamed out loud for no reason. What the hell is going on with me? I don't feel okay.

Just when I tried putting my head down into the sink, I felt a hand quickly bring my head back up, cold ocean eyes piercing through me, making me talk again. "You're so hot, who are you?" I huskily let out.

The boy let out an angelic smirk at his friends, then looking back at me as his fingers squeezed under my jaw, bringing my burning cheeks together. "I'm Tristan. You must be Micah."

"A-are you like an FBI agent because how do you know your own name?" I asked with a grin, licking his fingers that cupped my cheeks.

"Listen." Tristan quickly let go of my jaw in disgust as he threw me back against the tiled floor. "Stay away from Jesse, okay?" I began to laugh as the pain that surrounded my head felt funny.

"Or what?" I taunted loudly.

Tristan clicked his mouth as he crouched down to look at me, his face slightly surprised at me talking back to him. "Or I will make you regre-" I quickly interrupted him.

Interrupted him with my mouth which made his gorgeously greenish blue eyes widen at me.

He tasted good..

Like really good...

Tasted like strawberries...

He took a minute to pull away which surprised me. "I'm serious." Tristan furrowed his eyebrows down at me as I euphorically smiled. "Stay away from Jesse."

"Who needs Jesse if I have strawberries?" I shrugged, rolling my eyes back as I let out a loud noise. "WOOHOOOOOOOO!"

Tristan shook his head at me as he tried to hide his burning cheeks and his devilish smile. "I've had enough, this guy is a joke. Let's go." And with that, he walked out the restroom with his friends.

So this is me drunk huh?

A complete fuck boy?

Interesting..

I laughed to myself as I couldn't help but be shocked to what just happened. I just kissed Jessie's psycho ex and he tasted like strawberries.

What the actual fuck is wrong with you Micah.

After finally gaining enough momentum to get back up from throwing up so much, I finally had enough will power to walk out the restroom.

The feeling of being drunk didn't feel so good anymore as my whole body ached as countless waves of pain came over my head. I felt like dying.

For some reason, on my way back to Benny and Logan, I felt my body hit against another body, causing me to dramatically tumble down the floor even if the impact wasn't that hard. "Wow dude, chill." Cadence's voice was laid-back, smoke coming out of his mouth as he helped me up. "You seem like you finally learned to be comfortable in the camp, look at you." His warm hand held mine, pulling my body back up as I glanced at Rama who stood beside him.

I struggled to return Cadence's deep gaze as he chuckled. "Why would you drink so much if you can't hold your liquor babe?" He pulled the blunt off his mouth as he moved it towards me. "Fuck it, I'll give you the full experience, why not, open up."

I remained quiet as I unconsciously opened my mouth, then closing it, feeling it rest in between my lips. "Now remember, don't inhale so much, you're still a baby." Cadence let out in a seductive whisper.

What am I doing..

"Cadence he's obviously drunk as fuck dude, don't get him high also." Rama's voice sounded worried as I heard him talk for the first time.

"Shh, let him live." Cadence slowly licked over his lips, our eyes staring at each other as he talked again. "Now, be a good boy and breath in and out." He seemed subtly amused as he watched me, his hand pushing my hair back as I couldn't help but do as he instructed.

Cadence's chiseled face was shimmering as moonlight and subtle rays coming from the bonfire gently defined his soft masculine features.

"One hit is all it takes and you'll be mine." His pink lips hovered over mine as I breathed out, a huge cloud of smoke leaving my mouth, making him devilishly grin. "Good boy."

I felt my throat begin to burn as the sudden urge to cough presented itself to me. I quickly pushed Cadence away as I almost tripped. My coughs were loud and it sounded like I was choking.

"Cadence we should go." Rama tightly clenched his sharp jawline as I felt my eyes close, still coughing into the air.

"Wait Rama, just chill." Cadence dryly muttered. "We can't leave him like this. Where are your friends babe?" He asked me but I couldn't answer.

After coughing for what felt like an eternity, I started to internally freak out. My breathing pace increased as my heart felt like it was about to rip off my chest.

I sat my self down on the ground, hair falling onto my face as I felt like my soul was leaving my body. I felt like I was sleeping with my eyes open and Cadence's eyes were a hypnotic wheel that enchanted and captured me.

I wish I was lying but I physically felt my brain leave my head as if I was forced to smile. "Hey dude can we bring him over to your suite?" Cadence turned towards Rama. "I'm not letting him try and get back to his friends like this. I doubt he even remembers where his friends are."

"Fuck dude we shoulda just left him, but yeah, whatever, let's go." Rama tiredly sighed. "Look at his eyes, they're already so red."

Cadence helped me up as his arms brought me closer to him, hearing myself laugh as reality began to jiggle around me. Cadence's soft finger brushed against my lips as my burning eyes narrowed at him. "So pure." He groaned. "It's so interesting to see innocence be stolen from you." Cadence wrapped my arm around him as I grinned.

Without a warning, pause, or sign of it coming.

I rapidly blacked out.

"Hey, hey, wake up dude." A voice spoke to me as I lazily looked around, my face getting slapped as I tried to gather my surroundings, my head still spinning.

My eyes widened the second strong arms threw me to a large soft bed, making me grunt as I rubbed my face against the pillows. I turned around to see who threw me and it was Cadence.

"Where the hell am I?" I sheepishly asked as I ran my hand through my hair. I could tell it was still night time from the window and the clock near the bed, meaning I only blacked out for 20 minutes only to wake up again.

"You're in my suite you fucking alcoholic, be thankful." Rama let out from a dark corner, smoke coming out of his mouth as Cadence stood besides the bed, throwing his shirt off.

I remained quiet as I loudly groaned, the room reeking of the smell of weed as Cadence got into the bed with me. "Babe move." He let out a deep throaty laugh as he laid down besides me. "Rama, you sleeping on the bed or on the floor?"

I was too emotionally, physically, mentally, and spiritually drained and unstable to honestly even care as I felt Cadence's bare warm skin brush against mine.

Rama coughed. "This is my suite dude, I'm not sleeping on the cold floor just because of some stranger." Rama stood up off the corner and yawned, tossing his blunt out his balcony as he walked over to the bed.

After a moment of shuffling he finally joined in, getting himself under the blankets with me and Cadence.

They're enticingly smelling cologne mixed well together as I laid in between them, Cadence moving his body to the side. "Goodnight babes." It's like I can almost hear his smirk within his words.

"Shut up." Rama moved to the other side, both of their backs against me.

It's like something else came over my head as I quickly breathed. "Goodnight." I deeply yawned.

And again, I vanished into a deep sleep.

Only this time though, I slept in between a stoner and a prince.

What a damn night.

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