Andy's POV The bugs weren't as bad as they were before, but I still had horrible feeling about this. Following her friends around to a giant bush I had never seen in Ash's yard before, we met up with an old Indian man.

"Dr. G!" Cammi cheered, running up to him.

He pulled out a bag with little tablets in them, handing a couple to her and the guys.

Before she could take them, her insides rejected the alcohol and expelled it to the inside of the bush.

"You okay?"

She spit the flavor out and swallowed the tablets dryly.

I didn't know if she did this often, or if this was the usual for her, but it wasn't like she had to stop. It wouldn't effect her earlier in life when we ended ourselves.

Holding up the camera, I recorded every minute of it with regret pounding in my skull.

One of her friends, the one that didn't exactly hate me, took her camera, probably going back to he party to record The Hangover Stage.

She was already feeling the pills kicking in and I couldn't ask Dr. G what she took because he had already disapeared.

Her friend that hated me walked up to the camera.
"You wanna make a movie? I'm the star, ACTION!"

"E, get hold of yourself." Cammi fell into the bush, making me hope she didn't fall in her throw-up.

We heard strange screaming in the distance, but we couldn't make out what they were saying.

Sitting against the back of the house, the three of us didn't talk.

"What color should I dye my hair next?" She broke the silence.

"Blue and green." E answered tiredly.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, WAIT. Hold the fuck up. Dyeing her hair? She needs to get her mind out of the gutter and realize this is her first but last party before we die.

"That could be cool." She grins.
"Where is Corrreeeeyyy?! He has my camera!"

He appears out of the bushes, holding out her camera and stomping oddly.

"Why are you Frankenstein-Walking?" I chuckle.

"He's obviously fucked up." E grumbled.



Cammi's POV

I never knew why Andy and E hated each other so much, but I felt it was their buisness.

We just stared into the stars silently, letting time pass by, laying on the itchy grass.

"Holy shit! That star was moving!"

"Camille, that's an airplane." Andy wrapped an arm around my waist, hiding his smiling face in the crook of my neck.

"Oh..." I softly giggled. STOP IT CAMMI!

This was all so amazing, just to be with him. Well weren't actually together but we were with each other and that's all that mattered.

I didn't remember anything after that, but I woke up face to face with an already awake E.

"So Cammi, do you have any different judgements on the world now?" He smirked.

I remained silent, feeling Andy's body scoot closer to mine, molding us together.

Together. I liked that word.

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