High School Survival Theory

Chapter 40

Still, there's something not normal with this party. The whole place is a mess. And everyone is acting very weird-and immature. A junior nerd dressed in Wonder Woman costume belly dancing with their playboy Dave. As I step in the next room, I find Richard, a guy from my biology class, making out with-a random guy?

Last time I checked, Richard does have a girlfriend, Sarah. They're both in my biology class. Others are worse than them. Even the host and his friends appear a bit out of the world.

Shaking my head and trying to delete the images from the last few instants, I try to search for my friends.

And it doesn't seem like I'm going to reach my destination anytime soon. I try to call both Grace and Miles, but none of them are picking up. I nearly give up and decide to wrap up everything and head home until I bump into someone.

I look up at the person and relief washed over me when I find Nyako staring down at me. Or let's just say a very tipsy Nyako in a Dracula costume.

Talk about the obvious.

"Well hello there gorgeous," he greets me with a salute. Yup, totally wasted. "Where's your costume?"

I crease my brows. "Costume?"

Nyako cracks into a bellyaching chuckle. "Are you nuts? It's Halloween! Of course, everyone needs a costume sweetie."

That's a bit unusual.

A bit unusual? You've got to be kidding me.

Well, I agree with it. Nyako and nicknames? Hell would break down.

Or maybe it did already.

"So, where is it?"

"I didn't get time to wear it, we were in a bit of a rush," I tell him.

"Rush?" Nyako knits his brows. "And we?"

"Ashton and I."

His eyes turn wide. "You and Ashton? Don't tell me that dickhead already made a move on you?"

What is he talking about?

Staring down at my confused face, Nyako sighs and fans his face with his hands.

"I mean you haven't even broken up with Derek," Nyako continues. "Not that I mind exactly, and Derek did deserve it after he stole you from right under his nose, but I thought he would at least play by the book."

Now, this is getting a whole lot weird?

And what does he mean by making a move already, stealing from under his nose?

Was Ashton planning to-

I shouldn't get the wrong idea. He's badly wasted after all.

'Drunk mind speaks the truth,' it chirps.

I block it out just as Nyako is about to wander away. I pull him by his elbow. "Where are others?"

Nyako lifts a brow. "What others?"

"Owen, Miles, Asher, Grace, everyone else. Have you seen any of them?"

Drunk Nyako laughs. "You're silly, I like it. Wanna go out on a date with me?"

I blink. I'm starting to believe Dylan heard it right. The drinks are spiked. But from what I learned, Micheal never drugs people in his parties.

Unless somebody else did for a great headline for Monday.

I gasp. This is a trap.

A trap for everyone without them knowing. Looks like someone's short on news.

I drag Nyako with me to the gigantic hallway. Gosh, now I know where to hide when someone's after time.

I text Ashton to let him know I found Nyako. He says that he also found Luca and Payton, who also appears to be very much drunk. He tells me to find the kitchen and wait for him there.

Nyako protests in my grip. But I tighten it on him and try to locate the kitchen. Maybe fresh water will help.

He starts yelling about woman-handling earning us a few looks. But again, everyone's too intoxicated to care.

After a few attempts, I found the kitchen. Instead of taking a bottle out from the fridge, I take out a clean glass from the cupboard (which wasn't locked) and pour water in it from the tap and walk over to Nyako who's now moaning on the floor.

"Drink," I order. He looks at the glass skeptically. "Are you trying to drug me?"

"Yes, not choke it down."

"YOU THINK I'M-" I shove the glass in his mouth and he drinks it.

"Another glass," he demands. With an eye roll, I fill the glass again and give it to him.

After three (long) glasses of water, (man, how much can his bladder take?) Nyako passes away.

"And then I flew in up to mars," he mutters as his eyes start to close.

I sigh and look around. Ashton should've been here by now.

"Choo-choo, train aboard," someone calls loudly. The voice sounds too familiar. I look around to find where it's coming from.

Moments later, a very drunk Dumbledore-driving an imaginary wheel of an imaginary train-enters the kitchen, followed by five others tagging behind. Dumbledore sings that Choo-Choo train nursery rhymes.

"Here is the choo-choo train, chugging down the track.
Now it's going forward, now it's going-"

I grab the Dumbledore and snatch him out of the track. "Miles!"

He doesn't look me in the eyes. Just as I was about to call his came again, Miles the Dumbledore throws his arms around and starts screaming. "You killed the train!" he whines.

The others gasp. One of them starts crying loudly as he falls on the floor.

"Jason?" I ask the Spiderman without his mask on the floor.

He either chooses to ignore me or couldn't hear me among all the screaming. I try to calm him down only to make it worse.

He pushes my knees making me fall on my butt on the floor.

"Ouch," I groan. But everyone around me happens to be still mourning over the dead train. that hurts.

I get up from the floor and rub my now swollen back just as a head peeks into the kitchen.

"Do you happen to have a rope so I can tie them?" Ashton pleads. I hear whining noises from behind him. Seconds later, another head appears as Ashton fights with the lavender head Professor McGonagall so she can't run away from his grip.

I sigh. "If you happen to have a gun, just give it to me. I need to shoot some of these down."

Almost instantly, everyone around us starts screaming and running in all directions.

I panic in fear and curse myself mentally for going what I just did. I grab Miles and Jason before they can run too and force them to sit beside Nyako, who's still passed out.

"What have you done Snow?!" Ashton groans as he tries to catch Owen.

I'm asking myself the same question Ass-ton.

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