When it rains, look for rainbows. When it's dark, look for stars.

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Charlie isn't mad.

He doesn't really have the luxury to be mad, or even troubled, as he impatiently waits in the car for his friends. It may be the alcohol speaking, then again just one beer can't create much of a problem, but at that moment he feels something. He doesn't know what it is or what it means but he feels something. He doesn't want to scream, cry or even jump up and down like a lunatic but he needs to do something. He needs to solve something that not even he, himself, knows what it is.

Right now, he just feels a little too much.

The night didn't start like that all. He was in a good mood when he was with his friends and in a fairly better mood when he met up with Matteusz. Still, at that moment, he wasn't happy. Or angry. Or sad. Although, since there was no sign of his friends and Matteusz had to live some minutes earlier, Charlie did feel slightly irritated.

He wasn't mad at them, though, no.

"So,"-there was only one person that he was absolutely furious with-"this is nice."

"Name one reason,"Charlie turned his head to face the passenger at the backseat"why this is in any way enjoyable. Or at least, you know, bearable."

"Just trying to make a conversation with ya."the brunette boy smiles and Charlie fights the urge to roll his eyes. It wasn't as if he didn't like Thomas, it was just that....he didn't like Thomas at all. If he was stuck in a room with Thomas, Donald Trump and Hitler and had to kill one of them, even if it would be incredibly selfish, he would shoot Thomas. And maybe, just maybe, draw a mustache on his face.

He would admit that if something Thomas had been incredibly friendly during all the time they spent together inside the car-it was like twenty minutes and thirty five seconds because yes Charlie kept track of time-but other than that, he was a huge ass to his cousin. Sure, Newt was the one who dropped Thomas in the backseat and announced he would go see what took the others so long-which meant he had either forgiven Thomas or had drugged him and wanted to throw him off a cliff-still Newt must have brought the boy there for a reason.

Charlie did not know what that reason was so he figured he didn't have to be civil with the WCKD student.

"So, um, how long have you and Newt been friends?"

"Birth."Charlie answered simply"You?"

"Twenty one minutes."Thomas said in an attempt to make a joke"Awesome band by the way."

If there was a joke hidden somewhere in this words, Charlie didn't get it.

He saw Newt running to the car with Quinn and unlocked the door. Quinn, stumbling on her feet, managed to get in the backseat by literally jumping on top of Thomas. Thomas let out a yelp of pain and Quinn giggled."What's wrong with her?"

"I have no idea, I found her like that."Newt mumbled as he tried to start the engine. Quinn clapped her hands excitedly and gave Thomas a soft shoulder shake. She pushed herself to the front side-accidentally squeezing Thomas' chest with her heel-and leaned towards Charlie.

"I know! I know!"she announced proudly"Puck gave me jigglypuff!"

"Oh God,"Newt screamed his voice filled with terror"I don't want to know!"

"Is this like a sexual thing? Did you two have an intercourse? Did you use protection? Quinn, how--"

"First of all, lads,"Thomas cut off Charlie"that's a Pokemon. Secondly, do you mean giggly pig?"

"Yes! That's it!"

"You took drugs?"Newt and Charlie yelled simultaneously as the car began moving.

"No, it's a type of beer or something. It's my friend's secret recipe and lets just say, it's not very light."Thomas explained"I tried drinking one sip from it when he first made it and I looked like, to quote my sister, I had mixed LSD and ecstasy with vodka and then drank it."Thomas explained causing Newt to whisper some curses only for him to hear.

"Hey, I think I've heard of that before."Charlie blurted out"Didn't like a kid die from it?"

"Don't believe everything that's on tv."Newt told him and continuing driving.

"No, no it's true. The kid had too much and the whole thing went terribly wrong."

Newt stopped the car making both Thomas' and Quinn's faces crash on the front seats."Bloody hell!"

"Hey, um, hi. Hallo meine Liebe,"Quinn smiled and stroked her own cheek"quick question didn't we have a tall noodle and two other quirky teens with us earlier?"

"Fuckin--"

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"Hi, this is Brendon's phone."

"Dallon! Where the hell is Brendon?"

"Remember when you kinda told Brendon that you had to go?"

"Yes."

"And remember how he agreed and we said our goodbyes?"

"Yes, and then he told me he would use the bathroom real quick and that he would be in our meeting spot right after that."

"Yeah, I don't think he's exactly peeing."

"What do you--"Dallon sighed and put the phone on speaker turning it towards the main hall. A huge crowd had gathered around a very very drunk guy who stood on a table and sang."Ooh dat dress so scandalous! And ya know another nigga couldn't handle it! See ya shakin that thang like who's da ish!With a look in ya eye so devilis!"

"Oh my."

"That's not even the worst. Some minutes ago he and Blaine Anderson sang the Piano Man. They cried."

"Okay just hold him there. We had to go but um, try to find someone, God you don't know anyone!"Charlie cried.

"I know Ryan."

"--will be able to find the others."another voice that Dallon did not recognize said.

"Okay, okay, take him to Ryan and tell him to find Skye and Dan."and with that the line went dead. Honestly, when Dallon decided to go to that party, he wasn't expecting to become someone's babysitter."Relax, Dal, you can do this."he whispered to himself. At that moment, the song was almost ending and Brendon was twerking."Yeah, I don't think I can handle this."

"FUCK THEM FUCKBOYS LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!"Brendon yelled at the end of the song"BEFORE THEY FUCK YOU!"

"You tell 'em girl!"a tipsy Rachel Berry agreed.

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Dan could handle alcohol.

It was alcohol that couldn't handle him. Or something among this words. The point was that drinking didn't make his head hurt and the room spinning. But oh, when Dan would drink-no matter the quantity-his feelings would be a mess. He would be, to put it in much simpler words, a ticking bomb ready to explode.

"I'm not a kid."Dan told Phil after retrieving his drink from the other boy's hands"I know how much I can take."

"I don't think you do."Phil argued"You almost crashed on a wall some seconds before."

"Still."Dan continued"You're not my babysitter."

"Sorry for trying to help a friend of mine."Phil replied to which Dan snorted.

"We're barely acquaintances."

"A barely acquaintance of mine then."it was at that moment that Finn Hudson was passing by while making out with Kara-even drunk Dan still wondered how one person can do those two things at the same time-and almost crashed on Phil spilling the drinks that were there on his own shirt. To Dan's eyes he kinda deserved it.

Of course, the cold beverages were enough to irritate the taller boy who pushed the girl away from him and turned to Dan and Phil."Which one of you two idiots did this?"

Dan turned behind him, scanning the room with his eyes for something and then looked at Finn again."Sorry mate, no idiots here."

"You're quite the humorous guy,"he grabbed Dab by is shirt's collar"aren't you, Howell?"

"Wait!"Phil told him"It was me, I'm terribly sorry. It was an innocent mistake." It wasn't, those were the first thoughts to Dan's head. It wasn't Phil's fault and it wasn't a mistake. It was just Finn Hudson being clumsy as usual and yet, Phil was ready to take the blame. A blame that could easily earn him a black eye.

Finn was ready to say something but Kara interrupted him."You heard Phil, baby, it was just a mistake. Drop it."Phil sighed in relief, he didn't really expect Kara to help him. Although if one was to ask Dan about the incident, he would just blame it on luck.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Wrong with me? He was ready to beat you up because you always feel the need to sass your way out of every situation."

"And so,"Dan continued ignoring Phil's remark"you step in like some kind of knight in bright armor."

"The saying is shining, not bright."

Dan grabbed a part of Phil's yellow shirt and snorted.

"Okay fine, I am your knight in bright armor, and I wouldn't have to be if you weren't such a stubborn idiot."Dan was ready to say something but Phil grabbed his hand"And you're right, I shouldn't be that willing to hurt myself for you."

(If Dan was hurt for a moment, he didn't show it."

"Which is why I'm taking you home, before I actually end up with a black eye."

"My friends--"

"Text them. Call them. Whatever. You're going home before you say the wrong thing to the wrong person and we both get punched."-Dan nodded-"By the way, your knight in bright armor doesn't have a horse so I hope you don't mind walking back to the castle."

"You're a buzz killer and an exercise maniac?"Dan shout in a high pitched voice, Phil just glared at him."Fine, sir Phillip, I'm coming!"

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"You're Ryan Ross, right?"

Ryan, who was still laughing his ass off due to Spencer and Jon doing a drinking contest, turned around and faced a stranger. Although, in his defense, a lot of kids from his school were strangers for him. Among the hundred students, he never thought he ought to know every person.

"Yep."

"I'm Dallon,"the tall stranger suddenly pulled Brendon Urie in front of him"I was told I should give this to you."

"Oh look! It's Ryder!"

"Ryan."

"You look like a Ryder though."Brendon mumbled. Dallon knew he was lying but he didn't say anything.

"His friends left him and he's very drunk."

"Hey! I'm not as you think as you drunk I am."

"My point, exactly."

"It's okay, I got it."Ryan smiled and wrapped an arm around Brendon"Hey, Bren, how are you feeling?"

"Like I'm the king of the world!"Brendon shout with excitement."Hey! Hey! Idea! How about we start a dog ranch?"

"Some other time, now I should probably get you home."

"Aw, adorable."Brendon smiled"I'm honored."

Ryan just smiled back. If the circumstances were any different, he wouldn't act like that. But it was late, Brendon was a new kid, there were many drunk teenagers and he was certain that if the other boy stayed for a little longer, something bad would happen. So he let Brendon lean on his shoulder and guided him outside.

"Hey, Bren?"

"Yes?"

"Why are you wearing high heels?"

"Lets just say,"he yawned"don't make bets with guys in chiffon skirts."

Ryan did not question it any further, but he had to admit, he did make these high heels work.

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"Nurse!"Newt shout"How is she? Is everything okay?"

"Your friend is fine."the nurse told the three boys"I mean, tomorrow she's gonna be awful because of the headache and all but other than that, she's fine."

"Thank God."Charlie whispered"Can we see her?"

"Of course. Second room to the left." Charlie nodded and ran towards the room. Behind him followed Newt and Thomas, who stood close to each other's side, Thomas occasionally glancing at Newt who looked skeptical.

"Okay so Dan is home and Dallon is in charge of Brendon but,"Newt mumbled as they entered the room to find a dizzy Quinn"where is Skye?"

"Oh!"Quinn exclaimed"She's right there!"

The group turned to the bed across Quinn and spotted Grant Ward sitting nearby while Skye laid in bed, her leg wrapped with band-aids."Hey, you guys!"

"I have so many questions."Newt whispered to particularly no one."But we also have so little time, Thomas do you want a candy bar or something?"

"Sure."

"Great, off we go, bye."Newt grabbed Thomas' arm and waved everyone goodbye"They're your problem now, Charles!"

So to sum up, today had been a weird day for Charlie with his friends ditching him, worrying him to death, his boyfriend not texting him if he had gotten safe home and overall his entire day had been a mix of stress and anxiety. But still, even with his two friends on hospital beds, Charlie was still not mad.

As he figured out, however, later that day, it turns out that Quill was mad.