As the clock approached midnight, AJ had seen his fair share of the effect of alcohol on Cassie, and it was not a pretty sight. He had seen her go from the irritating yet innocent you the just plain sinful acts of her drunkeness. AJ felt his stomach churn when he walked outside and found a group of people he knew standing around in a circle. Curious, AJ made his was over there to see what was going on. Much to his dismay, he found Cassie pulling something out of her jacket pocket. As he looked closer, he discovered it was pot. She lit up the joint and drew in a long breath, then slowly exhaled the smoke and sighed. Disgusted, AJ dashed away. He began to feel sick as he realized the creature Nick was supposedly in love with. He ran into the house, grabbed Dylan by the arm and dragged him into the kitchen.

"What happened to you?" Dylan asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You're acting like you just witnessed a murder or something."

"It's Cassie."

"She was murdered?" Dylan laughed.

"No, damn it! She's getting high out in your backyard. I'm cool with getting drunk but pot is totally different. And it makes me feel so sick to even think about the fact that little Nicky thinks he loves her."

"Calm down! What do you want me to do?"

"Don't tell anyone about this, okay? I'm going to find someone to drive me home. If anyone asks, I feel sick, okay? I don't want this to get to Nick."