He looked down at his bare body.

"Not like this."

He threw on his undershorts and his pants...they were too small on him. He'd been so captivated by Dawn, he'd never realized...all of his clothes were too small. He reluctantly removed his undershorts again.

"You wouldn't happen to have anything lying around that a twenty year old man could wear would you?" He laughed.

"Dresser has some of Jacobi's stuff. But it's gothic..." Dawn pulled out a short, V-neck black dress and hot pink and black striped tights. Her boots were platform and she dressed quickly.

Donald and Edward had been all alone in the room. Donald smoked massive amounts, and he and edward passed drinks between each other.

They ended up consuming all the parties liqour on their own, and both were now passed out in awkward positions on the floor, just waiting for class to start the next day.

He scratched his head reluctantly.

"I think I might rather go naked..." he laughed, "I'll be righht back, I can steal...I mean borrow some clothes from one of the students." In a flash of fire, he was gone.

Only moments he returned. A plain white tee-shirt and dark blue denims, with a pair of Vans skater shoes.

"Not half bad...you're opinion?"

"Good, but I feel a bit emo." Dawn laughed and starting loosely braiding her hair.

"You look ravishing to me."

Thats when something unfortunate occured to him. He felt an odd feeling in these pants..and moist sticky..oh God...he forgot to clean himself.

"I'll be right back...",he could see the bathroom, and he didn't bother shutting the door as he cleaned up. Wasn't anything she hadn't already seen anyway.

Dawn tied her hair off and clasped a leather bracelet around her wrist. "I wonder if the others know who I'm going to see..."

"I wonder if the others know we're even in here...let alone going anywhere...they probabaly think we're still in the bathroom", he said, emerging from the washroom, "Hell, Donald's probabaly to high to care right now, and Edward's probabaly on the bottle..."

He smiled at her.

"Ready? Are we walking or no?"

"Whatever you like." She smiled at him. "Though I think we should check on the guys."

He looked around...crap. Her room was a mess. The sheets were turned over, the windows were wide open...he hoped no one came in to clean up.

"Let's check up on them...", he wiped the little tiny bit of sweat left on his brow away and tried to push the memory of him and Dawn tangled in the bed to the back of his mind, but it was the only thing he could think about. If he happened to even be brushed by anyones elses mind, the memory would pour into them...feeling and all.

"Fast travel...or walk?"

"Fast." Dawn grabbed his hand and teleported. She grinned as they landed beside Donald and Edward.

"What did I tell yeah...high off his rocker...OI! Donald! Wake up..."

He clapped his hnds and Donald grunted.

Donald stayed passed out as she popped up next to him. He was having pleasant dreams, dreams about how Dawn might thank him for the rings...He was also incredibly drunk.

He rolled over onto her foot. Waking up slowly, he looked up at Dawn, who was laughing. His head was splitting, and he wiped a little bit of drool off his face.

"You missed the party. We skipped 1999 and went straight to 2000."

He laughed, and almost wanted to say something. He figured Donald knew instantly by the satisfied, yet exhuated look on Adrians face...and his jaw dropped.

Adrian smiled at him, pretending nothing had happened.

"We went for some dinner...", he lied. It was so obvious.

He felt Donald hovering outsdie of his mind...and he grew nervous...would he do it?

"You guys didn't eat. We know exactly what happened. Who do you know eats for a couple hours?"

Donald was disappointed. Almost really angry. He got up slowly, and walked over to his bed. Rolling anothing joint, he started smoking again.

He needed something.