I woke up in the yard. The sun was almost straight up in the sky, so it was probably around noon. I stood up and stumbled forward. I puked and it flew forward onto someone laying on the ground a few feet in front of me. I wiped of my mouth with the back of my hand and stumbled to the door. The yard was a wreck. There was confetti and silly string everywhere, garbage, bottles, bodies. (Like people passed out not dead bodies) There were even a few people on the roof. There was a couch up there too. What the hell happened last night? I opened the door and almost puked again. It smelt.....horrifying. People were passed out everywhere. Bodies draped over, furniture and on the floor. There were stains all over the carpet, bottles and garbage. More than the yard. There were a bunch of clothes strung throughout the house. I felt like this was a zombie apocalypse. I was the only one awake, sorta scared and very confused. I didn't see anyone from last night. Ingrid, Whitney, Stacy, Meghan and David were all responsible to get themselves home. Sawyer, Shane, and Joey would defiantly be here. Maybe Lisa. The tv screen was cracked and the kitchen was a disaster. There was cold-cuts on the ceiling. I stumbled down the hall to see someone's head in the bathroom toilet and someone in the bathtub with a bottle of liquor. Three people in Luke's bed. Joey was passed out on the kitchen table. Kalel was on the couch and Anthony was under some girl on the bedroom floor. I went snooping in the bathroom and got some aspirin. Some people started to move or make noise. I think a few left. Luke staggered out of his closet and into the living room where I was trying to wake up Kalel. She was out cold.

"What the hell happened?" Luke asked, scratching his head.

"No...idea." I breathed.

"Wha.....what am I gonna-.....do" he whispered.

"Help get these people home." I said throwing a glass of water on Kalel. She gasped and stood up.

"How?" She sputtered. "Oi my head!" She sank back down in the couch.

"Help us get these people....up" I said walking to get Joey.

"I don't even know him!" Luke exclaimed pointing at some guy behind the recliner. "Or her!.....or these people!" He walked off into his room, slamming the door. Kalel looked around and saw Anthony.

"The fuck?!" She yelled kicking Anthony's side. "Get up!" He groggily sat up and shook his head. He yawned and stood up.

"What's going on?" He asked. Kalel slapped him. Straight across his face.

"What the hell?!" He jumped back.

"What were you doing with that....that whore?!" She demanded, pointing at the girl who was still unconscious.

"What are you talking about?! I don't know her!" Kalel stomped off.

"I'll be in the car, y/n. Hurry I way to leave!" She called before slamming the door. I glanced at Anthony before walking into the kitchen and trying to wake up Joey. No luck. Anthony took one of Joeys arms over his shoulder and I did the same and we out him in the back seat next to Kalel. I got in the drivers seat and watched Anthony get in before starting Joeys car.

"Babe..." Anthony said putting his hand on Kalels knee. She slapped it away.

"Don't 'babe' me." She hissed. I bit my tongue to keep in the laugh and turned in the radio and began the nauseating drive home.