White It out Like Glittering Wax Butterflies

Look In My Eyes, I'm Jaded Now...

It ended up that Bert was just bugging us to tell Quinn that he bought liquor, and that we should go back to the apartment and get wasted off our asses with him and Jeph... Oh, and Jeph's girlfriend, Hazel.

But... it didn't take long until everyone was flat out drunk and stumbling around the kitchen.

I ended up going into the living room and sitting on the couch.

"Hey," Quinn laughed a little. "Why're you sittin' out here?"

"'Cause I want to," I half smiled.

He sat down next to me. "I believe we were about to do something before Bert interupted us," he smirked evily.

"And I believe that you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk, I'm in love!" he laughed and tackled me off the couch, sending me straight to the floor with him on top of me.

My eyes widened in shock, but all Quinn did was smirk.

Then there was a high pitched squeel.

Quinn and I looked to see Bert pointing at us from the living room door way.

"QUINN AND ANNA ARE HAVING SEX!!!" Bert yelled.

"We are NOT!" Quinn yelled back defensivly, then stood up quickly to chase Bert away.

Why does he always pop up at the wrong times?