Benjamin thought of it for a while than let out a long sigh, "Fine. Half an hour than." He sat down on the couch again and patted Mason's back. "Go have some fun, but don't expect to stay overnight." He slumped into the couch, eyes closed. This was going to be the longest half an hour of his life. Somewhere at the back of his mind, a voice asked him where Emma was. At the moment, he didn't care.

When out of view from everybody Kyle smiled to Emma. He shoved his mouth on hers and started making out with her and surprisongly she is very good kisser.

Just makes the night that much better. Kyle made his way to take off Emmas shirt.

Emma was dizzy and hot. Kyle was making out with her and sadly she didn't like it all for two reasons, 1) she couldn't stop thinking about Ben and 2) he was a horrible kisser. She suddenly felt like she had to throw up. She felt dizzier and faint. She needed to get out of this stuffy room. But she couldn't process what was going on, besides that she was thinking about Ben. Then she felt hands going up her shirt. It finally hit her, for her it was not normal to be thinking about a guy while not making out with him and she couldn't handle it. Emma panicked and kicked Kyle in the balls and ran out from behind the bar. She needed out of this mess she was in, she needed out of this stuffy pack bar. She could barley keep her self balance. She ran by a couch tripping on a guys shoe, not knowing it was Ben, and mumbled a sorry before taking off running to the front door. She was finally out in the front air, where it was quiet and she was able to think. Well sorta since she was still drunk. She kept murmuring, "Crap, I'm totally screwwed." She kept on murmuring that till she bent over and threw up all the alcohol in her system. She rolled over onto her back and said, "I hate him." she said loudly and clearly but she could even hear the lie in her voice.

"**." Kyle muttered and was laying on the floor in agony.

Benjamin felt somebody trip over his leg and sat up. His eyes caught Emma stumbling out the front door. He got up and followed her out, only to see her lying on the sidewalk muttering something along the lines of 'I hate him'. There was a big puddle of liquid beside her. Benjamin frowned and crouched down on her other side, away from the puke.

He sat her up and propped her against the building. He placed his hand on her forehead, than ran it down her cheek, than neck. "Told you not to chug the thing down," He said, "That was probably too strong for you." He brushed away the matted bangs from her face.

"What happened to the guy you were hooking up with anyway?"

Emma heard foot steps coming behind her. But she didn't really care, she just focused on trying not to puke again. Somebody moved her and proppered her against the building. Her first thought that it was Kyle but then hands ran down her face, and she knew he couldn't be that gentle. She opened her eyes slowing and squinted to see who it was.

Of course of all people, it has to be Ben! That's just great. She groaned and lend her head back on the buliding behind her.

"True, I never been good in handling beer, which explains why I don't drink often. But it has been crappy night." Emma cut herself off before she could start blabbing about how shes falling for him hard and fast.

So technically its his fault. If he never came down to the beach that one night I wouldn't be sitting her about throw up my organs! Emma began thinking of the last question. Sure it was easy to lie and just make a random excuse to why she was in there still. But she was drunk and she cant lie when she was drunk. So she thought about what she had to say carefully,

"Im not sure how to answer that last question." Emma muttered. She really didn't know how to say that she has fallen in love with him. Suddenly she had a idea that she thought could fix this problem. But she couldn't say it cause she felt she had to throw up. So she kept her mouth shut.

Benjamin snorted and leaned away from her, "If you're going to throw up again, I suggest that you throw up in the garbage bin over there." He got up and fished inside his jean pocket for his car keys.

"Meanwhile, I'll grab some gum from the car to get rid of your stinky breath." He shot her a grin and started for his car. When he got there, he unlocked it and opened the driver's seat. He leaned in and opened every drawer and compartment until he found the blue packet of Stride gum. He grabbed it, locked the car and walked back towards Emma.

He wondered why he was paying so much attention to the girl. Usually, if a girl threw up at a bar, he couldn't care less. Benjamin shrugged the thought away, he didn't want to think about it now.

"Thanks. But im postive I wont throw up again, I fell sorta okay. Im never going to club again." Emma mumbled and took the piece off gum. She was tired and confused. She leaned her head back on the building and closed her eyes. Emma knew what she had to say but she didn't have the guts to say it.

Benjamin patted her head, "I'll go get Mason and go home." He walked back into the bar and looked around. When he found Mason, he grabbed his arm and dragged him out. He wondered how drunk the kid was.

Probably, very drunk.

"Darn it. Its been a half in hour already?" He grumbled. He started wondering were Emma was. He saw her leaning against Ben's car and he knew the next couple nights will be rough.

"Nightmares here we come." Mason mumbled and pretend to be more drunk then he actually was. He skipped up to Emma.

"Heya sista! How you doin tonight?" He asked quiet loud. Emma looked up, squinted at him and looked away.

"Tired." She mumbled. They both new they would be tired for the next couple of nights for the nightmares to come and probably worst for her. The one thing Mason always ached to do was keep his sister safe, and no matter how hard he tired he always seems to screw up.

Maybe Ben is the answer to this whole problem. Maybe he could fix the problems in the past. Cause I can't and it hurts to see Emma hurt even when shes happy. Mason thought well staring at his sister.

"Well? What are you two doing there, staring at each other?" Benjamin rolled his eyes, "It's getting really cold. Get in, you two are bunking over at my place. Emma's apartment's probably in chaos right now." He climbed into the drivers seat and revved the engine.

"Shiit." Emma muttered under her breath and got into the car. Mason followed and got into the car to.

Well there goes trying to sleep tonight. Emma thought. She kept her eyes out the window so she wouldn't sneak glances at Ben.

Why does he have to be so nice!?

"Awwkkwardd siiillleennnceeeeeeeeeeee...."

Benjamin said out loud as they headed for his house. "You know, this is gonna be the last night you guys are staying over," He told them, keeping his attention locked on the road. "After today, I probably wouldn't be seeing you guys very often."

"Yup that's the plan." Emma mumbled, but it was to low for Ben to here.

"Well im leaving tomorrow and I wont be back till... im not sure actually." Mason realized.

"You better make my bed before you leave." Emma said. She had to try her hardest to not let her eyes drop but after a couple of minutes of staring out the window she fell asleep.

No more sound was coming from Emma. Benjamin figured that she had fallen asleep. Soon, they turned into his house.

((To Benjamin's House. You post first please. :D))

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((No, that's not how it works. First, you need to wait for J.G. or me to approve your character. Second, when you move your character to a thread, you need to say what previous thread they just came from.))

Walking into the myriad of vibrant colors and booming music, Kitty rolled her eyes as she shoved her blackberry into her purse. The credit card company was relentless in getting her number and now she had to figure a way to pay the next bill before it was late also. Looking about the crowd of people she found the bar and a place to eat. "I love this place. I think I can get use to these folks real quick." "What'll it be pretty lady?" The bartender asked her.

Glancing over the menu posted she decided a sandwich was all that she really wanted, and some soda. "I'll have the turkey club, hold the mayo, and lots of mustard. And a coke." Turning away he went to place her order and she felt her phone vibrate. What now? Looking at the number made her grimace before rolling her eyes. It'd been four months since she was dumped and her friends were still insisting she go out. They constantly tried to set her up with their friends but her heart couldn't take another let down. No way. This last time getting burned is enough for me. I don't think there's a man alive that would understand me and the crap I go through. Besides, my hearts possibly like swiss cheese now. I'm over guys. It's time for me to just think about me and my needs. If I stay strong and just keep my eyes on the prize, maybe when I finish school I'll find that Mr. Right. After a long while her food was served and she noticed a young man that seemed to be looking about the club aimlessly. Turning back around she bit into her sandwich and shook her body to the melodic beats that soothed her lonesome soul, and tired body.

Kitty felt her phone vibrate again and read the text from her mom.

**Did you get in ok?** Heh, she's always looking out for me. She replied. **Yeah. Jst etng**

Moments later her phone vibrated again. **K...C U Later**

Smiling at the phone she continued to munch on her sandwich and sip her drink. The D.J. played a slow song and she tried her best to drown out the words. Luckily it scratched and the lively songs returned.

Wow, that almost took me back. A deep sigh before returning to her meal. She noticed the news was on and simply wrinkled her nose at the politics it spoke of. This country is going to hell in a hand basket. Geez.

Andrew continued to search for his brother with little success. He sighed in frustration as he looked around, he was hoping he could find him.

Since he was here, he figured he could get something to eat and drink, so he approached the bar and sat down. He waited patiently for the bar tender to appear so he can order.

Kitty noticed the guy that had just sat down. Hmm...he looks sort of cute...

Quickly she shook herself giving herself a mental slap. NO! Just eat and keep your big mouth closed.

As soon as the bar tender came by, Andrew ordered his food as he rested his right arm on the table. After he was done he couldn't help but ask him if he knew where Alex was.

"Hey have you seen a guy with short brown hair, blue eyes, and seems like a wild individual all the time?" he asked.

"Sorry, can't help you there, pretty much everyone here is wild," the tender replied before he went off to take care of Andrew's order.

Well that's just great, Andrew thought as he began to look around from his seat, hoping to catch sight of his brother.

Pushing her plate over and nodding to the waitress that took it Kitty turned her sights to the club dancers. resting her elbows on the bar she looked down the line of people, stopping to give the gentleman with long brown hair and hazel eyes a longer glance the others. Mischief danced in her mind, but her days of pouncing on any guy that she deemed approachable were over. She would just have to learn how to be content with being alone. Hell, Kitty, he isn't even looking your way.

She picked up her glass and sipped her drink while enjoying the beats.

After awhile Andrew sighed once again in frustration before he turned and noticed a girl sitting next to him. He couldn't believe he didn't notice her until now. Maybe he shouldn't have because he instantly began to feel uneasy as he watched her quietly. No doubt his nervousness around attractive girls was starting up again.

"Um, excuse me," he began as he spoke to her, he couldn't tell if she heard him or not, for her head was turned away from him.

Turning to face the cutie she, noticed just how some what shy he was and it warmed her cheeks. Well since he spoke first then, I guess I don't have to worry about breaking the ice too much. Man he smells good too.

"Did you say something?"

"Uh, yes, um," he began awkwardly, "B-By any chance have you seen a guy w-with short s-piked brown hair and blue eyes?"

He mentally began to curse himself for acting like this. If only he did not get so nervous around girls he wouldn't stutter like an idiot.

He's tripping over himself. That's so cute. I'm so use to guys that just now they're the stuff and all. Great to find someone sort of sheepish. The fact his eyes are gorgeous are a plus. "No, sorry. I've only been here for awhile. Did you try the dance floor closer to the back? There seems to be a lot of folks over there." Making she gave him a smile and willed herself to keep the sensuality at bay, Kitty could see the slight change in this guys cheeks. The feeling was refreshing.

"Y-Yeah, but he wasn't over there," he stuttered as his cheeks turned to a very light pink when he saw her smile, "I-I know he likes to party, so I assumed he w-would be here."

Come on you idiot, stop stuttering! he exclaimed in his thoughts.

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