A/N: A couple notes at the bottom to consider. Alisa, Roxy(Bling), and the triplets are not my characters. Enjoy (or don't this chapter is kinda evil imo) :) Warnings: Drinking/alcohol and all that jazz

"Are you going to the party?" Carolyn asked as she observed Jubilee who was nearly half asleep in bed. She was hoping she'd be there just in case something were to happen. She didn't know what...but something.

"Yeah but I think I'll leave early. I'm beat." She said with a yawn.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, there was loud noise and a cloud of blue smoke appeared. Carolyn screamed and nearly fell off her bed. Jubilee shot up from under her covers with raised hands ready to fight. When the smoke cleared, it revealed a startled Kurt.

"I am sorry Carolyn! I forget you are not used to that!" He said quickly.

Jubilee laughed hysterically, grabbing her chest and knocking her head back. "God Carolyn," She said, stifling her laughter, " I think you scared me more than Kurt scared you. I sure am awake now!"

Carolyn was at a loss for words. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and she was surprised she didn't create another time dome after that scare.

"Come on Carolyn let's go." Jubilee said as she got up and grabbed onto Kurt's shoulder. Carolyn got up and hesitantly reached for one of Kurt's blue arms. The second she grabbed it, the loud noise returned and blue smoke surrounded her. When it cleared, she found herself standing in the garden Peter had shown her. She found it less disorienting than when Peter took her places, but still disorienting nonetheless.

The garden was lit with white christmas lights and various pool torches. There were people scattered around talking and drinking from red cups. Some of them seemed more her age, others a bit younger. Scott and Jean were standing next to a small portable grill. Storm was talking to a boy that Carolyn didn't recognize, and Peter was nowhere to be found. There was a small stone fire pit set in the middle that the boy from earlier, Freddie, was attempting to light while others watched him.

Jubilee walked over to him, "Freddie you're doing it all wrong let me help!"

Kurt disappeared in smoke again, leaving Carolyn alone, but the second after the smoke cleared, Peter appeared in front of her, sending wind through her hair. "Hey."

"Hey." She replied.

"So this is your first real party isn't it?" He asked with a knowing grin.

Carolyn scoffed, "No it's not!" she lied.

Peter crossed his arms and continued to grin, "You sure about that?"

"Yes! I've been to tons of parties!" She said, knowing full well it was far from the truth. She walked away from him and towards a table filled with chips and drinks. He beat her to it.

"Hey it's fine dude! No one here will judge you for that. I didn't go to many parties until I came here. And I don't even think Kurt knew what a party was until this place." He picked up a plastic cup and after a blur of motion it was filled. He took a sip.

"Well….that's nice but I have been to parties." She said, picking up a cup of her own and staring at the drinks. There was soda, but there was also a rather large selection of alcohol.

Carolyn weighed her options. She hadn't even tasted alcohol save for the time her mother let her have a drop of champagne at new years. Yes, she was twenty, but she wasn't twenty one, and given her strict upbringing and the fact she was always too busy for wild social activities, she just never had the opportunity...nor thought about it.

She began to remember all the stress she had been enduring for the past several months and it was then she decided…she deserved it. She picked up a bottle of vodka and poured it into her cup, nearly spilling it because she tipped it over so fast.

Peter only looked up to the sky and tried to hold back his laughter.

Carolyn then took a bottle of soda and added some in for flavor. She nodded in satisfaction and picked up her cup.

"Have you ever even had any alcohol before? Or gotten drunk?" He asked, still suppressing a laugh.

"Yep!" she said before bringing the cup to her lips and knocking the cup back.

She looked up at him from behind her cup. The taste did not hit her immediately. At first all she tasted was the carbonation from the soda, but as she neared the bottom, a searing chemical taste ripped through her taste buds. She nearly dropped the cup as she reared back and scrunched up her nose. She smacked her lips and coughed.

"And how was that?" He asked, smirking.

"Great." she lied, continuing to rub her tongue on the roof of her mouth, trying to rid it of the rancid taste. It finally began to subside and it was replaced by a pleasant, warm, tingling feeling in her throat and chest. She looked over to the fire pit, which was surrounded by a group of people who sat in fold up chairs.

"I think they're gonna do s'mores." He said, pointing towards the fire, "Wanna go get some?"

Carolyn nodded and headed towards the fire.

When she and Peter sat down, Jubilee introduced Carolyn to the group. There was Freddie, the boy from before. He was able to eradicate objects and his bright green hair was natural. In the darkness, she was able to see that it actually gave off a soft glow. He was nice enough and he clearly had a thing for Jubilee, but Jubilee wasn't having any of it.

The girl who sat next to him was Alisa. She had long pristine dreadlocks that she clearly took the utmost care of, and it was later discovered by Carolyn that she could turn completely invisible and was studying at the local college.

Next to her was Roxanne, but everyone called her Bling because of her diamond like skin that shimmered in the moonlight. Her party trick was breaking a rock in the palm of her hand. Carolyn was stunned to say the least.

The last three were triplets, or at least that's what Carolyn assumed they were. They looked more like exact clones and they even spoke in precise unison at certain points. She never found out exactly what Celeste, Irma, and Phoebe did, but she was too afraid to ask. They were quite intimidating.

"So what college do you go to?" Alisa asked, "I heard you go to college."

"Harvard," said Carolyn, "But I'm taking a break." She felt her anxiety tug at the back of her mind, but was able to ignore it.

"Oh wow! That's amazing!" Bling said from across the fire, "What were you studying?"

"Law. I eventually want to represent mutants in their cases," She said. She looked over to her right and noticed Peter had disappeared. She didn't know how long he had been gone.

"Wow! You don't see many of those." Said Bling before biting into a marshmellow.

Carolyn grabbed a marshmellow and popped it into her mouth and looked around for Peter. She had no idea where he went, but decided not to worry about it. "Can someone pass me one of the marshmellow sticks?" she asked. Freddie passed one to her.

"So," Freddie said, "Were you at Harvard when that dome thing happened?"

Carolyn's breath caught in her throat, "Uh….No….I….Um" she tried to think of what to say, but thankfully Jean interrupted the conversation.

"Oh! You guys are doing s'mores without me?" She sat down next to Carolyn and reached for a handful of marshmellows and a stick.

Scott arrived and sat next to her "Save some for me!"

Suddenly, Jean's voice filled Carolyn's head, "Your thoughts sounded frantic...I thought you could use some help." She looked over to Jean and Jean smiled in return. Unsure of what to think, Carolyn just nodded and mouthed 'thank you'.

"God that algebra test was crazy today…" Jubilee said, "I mean I probably passed but...I'm getting a headache just thinking about it."

"I thought it was easy," Said one of the triplets, Carolyn wasn't sure which one, "Did you guys watch the news this morning? Did you hear about the mutants disappearing across the country, but then randomly showing back up as if nothing happened. There's only a few cases so far but…"

"oOOOoOOOoOO scary," Freddie interrupted, "Better watch out guys or the mutant abducting aliens are gonna getcha!" He pounced towards Jubilee with his hands out. She batted his hands away laughing.

"I'm sure it's nothing," Jubilee said, "I mean, if they acted like nothing happened...then they probably just went somewhere without telling anyone. The news tends to exaggerate mutant stories."

"I don't know...it does sound sort of weird." Scott said as he constructed a s'more.

Carolyn stared at the fire deep in thought. A month before the Harvard incident, she recalled a couple people asking where she went, but she hadn't gone anywhere. She just chalked it up to them being crazy or just not noticing her. Nobody else had questioned her, but those few people swore she had gone missing for an entire week. It was a little weird, but she forgot about it after a while. More pressing matters took the spotlight. But as she heard about the news story, and realized it paralleled what happened to her, she became suspicious.

"What else did the story say," she asked, "Like….do they have any answers?"

One of the triplets faced her, "All they know is that a couple people reported their mutant friends and family members missing. A full investigation would occur..but a week later the missing mutant would turn up as if nothing had happened, wondering why the police were at their house."

Alisa butted in, "Hey, don't forget the fact that some people have come forward saying that they saw these mutants during the weeks they were," she made air quotes, " 'missing' and said that the other people who filed the reports were wrong."

"See….it's probably a bunch of lies." said Jubilee.

Carolyn nodded and realized she was probably getting worked up for nothing.

"If I had gone missing...I would have remembered." She thought. Carolyn looked over to the food table, debating whether or not she wanted chips, when she spotted Peter standing around a different table, covered in cups, that was on the opposite end of the garden.

She decided to go investigate. She stood up, "I'll be right back."

"Alright just come back soon," Said Jubilee, "I think I'm gonna have Kurt take me back in a while. I'm getting tired." Carolyn nodded and made her way over to the table.

She realized as she got closer that they were playing beer bong. Carolyn shook her head before tapping Peter's shoulder. He turned around.

"Heyyyyyyyy!" He said, a little too loudly, "It's Carolyn!"

The entire group turned to her, "Heyyyy!" they all yelled in unison before turning back to the game. Carolyn looked at Peter who held a red cup in his hand and swayed slightly.

He was plastered.

Completely plastered.

He cupped his hands on her cheeks, "Dude I'm so sorry! I was gonna come back butttt…I got a litttle side tracked."

She tried to hold back a laugh as he slurred his words, "I see you've been busy."

"Yeasoigotuptogetadrinkbutheysetupthetableandiwaslikeihavetoplayatleastonegameandthenillbebackan-"

Carolyn held her hands out in front of her trying to get him to stop, "Woah slow down I can't understand a word you're saying."

"Doooooo youuuuuuuuu," He took a breath, "wannnnnnnnaaaaaa plaaaaaayyyyy?" He pointed to the table.

Carolyn eyed the table, "No. Definitely not."

"Come onnnnn. Come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn" He said, giving her a shake.

"No." She said again, firmly this time.

"Pleassseeeeeeeeeeeeeee," He said, "You gotta man! You just gotta! You did sports right? This is a sport."

Carolyn looked at the table one more time before sighing, "Fine." Before she knew it, she was standing in front of the table. Peter had placed her there. She took a moment to gather herself before looking down at the table. She had no idea how to play or what she was doing.

"Carolyn get's to go first guys!" Peter yelled.

"I don't even know how to play…" She whispered to Peter, who stood next to her.

"You just put the ball in the cup." He said, handing her a pingpong ball. She took it in her hand and stared at the cups across the table. Not putting much thought into it, she flung it at one of the nearest cups and somehow...it made it. The group cheered and the boy across from her grabbed the cup and downed it within seconds.

Carolyn shook her head, "Peter….what if it lands in my cup. I don't want to drink any of this….I've never gotten drunk before." She whispered the last part.

"But you said you have!" He said with a mock gasp as he placed his hand on his chest.

"I haven't okay….and I don't want to do this." She said, crossing her arms.

"I kneeew it!" He said before licking his lips, "I'll just drink it for you. Guy's I'm drinking all of Carolyn's losses!" The group cheered again.

Carolyn definitely didn't want that to happen either. Peter was already drunk as could be and she knew he didn't need any more. So she made the executive decision to cheat.

Every time a ball came close to landing in one of her cups, she froze time for a second, moved the ball slightly, and let time resume. Not a single ball hit any of her cups. Nobody seemed to notice or care what was happening and cheered Carolyn on every time she went up to bat. Peter was vaguely aware that she was cheating, but was enjoying himself too much to say anything.

Finally, all the opposing cups were emptied by the boy across from her and the game was over. It took her about an hour because of her terrible aim, but she did it. Everyone began to refill the cups and Peter took her aside.

"You tootalllyy cheatted." He slurred.

Carolyn gave him an innocent look, "Who me? Never. I believe in hard work and honesty."

"Derek deserfed to lose anyway." He said as he swiped a cup off the table and started to drink.

"Woah hey," Carolyn snatched the cup from his hands, "You've definitely had enough."

Peter snatched it back from her, "Noooooo. I'm fi-" he swallowed, "I'm fine." He brought the cup to his mouth but Carolyn tried to wrestle it from him. She almost had it but Peter raised it high above his head.

"Peter I'm serious," She said, "You're cut off."

"Try and take it from me!" He said as he began to run away. He was fast, but not as fast as he usually was. The speed was more like that of an olympic track star or dog.

It was something Carolyn could keep up with.

She ran after him, pushing people out of the way and apologizing as she went. He zigzagged through the flowers and bushes laughing, some of the contents of the cup spilling along the way. Carolyn had nearly caught him twice, but he was still able to get away.

At one point, she lost him and she stopped in her tracks. They were very far away from people and she was beginning to realize the garden was a lot bigger than previously thought. It actually led off into a maze of sorts. The entrance was made up of two large green hedges and a couple of pillars. She scanned the area but he was nowhere to be found. It was also kind of dark, only the moon illuminated her surroundings.

"Peter," She yelled, "Where are you?" She entered the maze and began to search for him. Around a leafy corner, she found a couple making out and she quickly backtracked before they saw her. Running backwards into the darkness, she felt her back connect with someone.

She flipped around and looked up. It was Peter, "There you are!" She whispered.

"WHY ARE YOU WHISPERING?" He asked loudly.

"Just come on," She said, dragging him further away from the couple, "Did you drink it?" The cup was no longer in his hands.

"Driznk what?" He slurred, stumbling around as she led him through the maze.

"Nevermind." She said. They reached a large fountain that sat in the middle of the maze. Peter immediately ran to it and jumped in, creating a large splash.

"Peter! What are you doing?" She screeched, running after him.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" he shouted, "I'm swimming!" A few angry ducks flapped their wings and squawked before removing themselves from the fountain. He pulled his goggles over his eyes and completely submerged himself, disappearing into the dark water.

Carolyn quickly leaned over the edge and peered into the blackness. It was a deep fountain. One could even go as far as classifying it as a pond. Peter was nowhere to be found. A few bubbles rose to the surface and Carolyn leaned in closer, trying to see him. Without warning, two hands shot up and grabbed her. She was pulled forward into the water making another giant splash that set the ducks off again. They quacked angrily and waddled away from the area.

Carolyn broke the surface gasping for air and Peter followed. He burst into laughter as she began to realize what had occurred. She angrily splashed him as he continued to laugh.

"Peter what the hell!" she shrieked, pulling the wet curls away from her face. She eventually dipped back under so that she could slick her hair back.

Peter had pulled his goggles off and was floating in front of her, the moonlight reflected on the settling water.

"This water is disgusting...why did you pull me in here?" She complained, splashing away a leaf.

He moved closer, "You've gotta uhhhh," He pointed to her head, "…a thing." He reached for her head and pulled off a leaf.

Carolyn sighed and floated onto her back. It was a rather hot night, and the water actually felt good, so she decided not to get too upset about it. Suddenly she heard a loud pop and saw the sky fill with lights. Fireworks.

She heard distant chanting, "Jub-il-ee! Jub-il-ee! Jub-il-ee!"

"Guess Jubilee wasn't that tired after all." She thought. She watched one fly up and explode, forming a heart. Another one formed into a 'J '.

"Wont the professor see that? Or hear that?" Carolyn asked, pointing at the yellow and pink fireworks.

"Psshhhh naaaahhh," He said, "Jean's got it covered. It's allll goood."

"Do you guys do this often?" she asked, still staring up at the sky.

"Yeah….uhh..shhhuree.." He said, staring at Carolyn as the colorful lights from above lit up her features.

"And the professor never knows about it?" She looked down and realized how close she and Peter were. Their chests were practically touching.

"Uh huh." He said. Carolyn looked up again to avoid eye contact. She could feel a blush creeping into her cheeks and she tried to will herself to swim away...but couldn't.

He was so close.

A couple more fireworks flew into the sky and exploded, sending drops of color in various directions. Carolyn looked back down to find Peter staring at her. Not just looking...staring. She pressed her lips together and swallowed.

"No," She thought, "I can't do this. I've got too much on my plate. Back away Carolyn. Back away!" But she did not move.

"Can I tell you a secret?" Peter asked, his words were clear and free of slurring.

Carolyn looked back to the sky, the fireworks had stopped. She looked back down to him, "Yeah...I guess." Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. He was closer...if that was even possible. Every time she inhaled, her chest touched his. She stopped breathing.

Peter looked down at her lips then back to her eyes, "I.."

Suddenly, someone jumped from the hedges and ran to them frantically, "THERE YOU ARE PETER! WE NEED YOU TO HELP CLEAN UP! THE PROFESSOR FOUND OUT AND HE'S COMING!" The boy huffed and puffed, holding his chest as if he had just ran a marathon.

Carolyn snapped out of her trance, "Oh god…" They both swam frantically for the edge of the fountain. Peter sobered up faster than he ever had. He practically launched himself from the waters and leaned over the edge to help Carolyn. She nearly slipped back in, but he held onto her tight as she climbed out. The other boy had ran back the party and was nowhere to be found.

"Wait here." He said and then he was gone. Carolyn looked down at her soaking clothes. She thanked god her shirt wasn't see through. A puddle was forming around her and her socks squished inside her canvas shoes every time she took a step. She pulled her hair to the side and rung it out with her hands a couple times before pulling the green scrunchie off her wrist and throwing her hair up into a bun.

She wasn't too concerned about herself getting caught since she was, indeed, an adult. The only people she feared were her parents and they would never know. Peter had to have been at least twenty-four so everything he was doing was perfectly legal. But she worried for her younger friends, and the consequences they might face. Carolyn didn't know how the professor was with discipline , but hoped he wasn't that bad. He didn't seem like the type to yell or dish out punishments. But she was certain if any of them got caught...there would be some sort of chastisement.

Peter was still missing, so she sat at the edge of the fountain waiting for him. She began to think about what had just occurred.

"We were so close."

"What was he going to say?"

Before she could put any more thought into it, Peter appeared again. He stumbled as he came to a stop and put his hands on his knees. He did not look good.

"Are you okay?" She said, noting the paleness to his face.

"Supher…" He mumbled, shuffling towards her, trying to keep balance. "Come on we gotta get-," he swallowed, "We gotta get out of here." He swiftly took her in his arms and ran her out of the garden and back into the mansion. She noted it was slower than usual, and it barely affected her at all. When they stopped they were in a room she did not recognize.

"I thought you said Jean had it covered." She whispered as she examined the room. Peter did not answer. She turned around and he was sitting on the floor, looking as if he was about to pass out. She kneeled next to him, "Peter get up. I don't know where we are."

"This isn't youhr rhoom?" He said, his voice was slurred and barely coherent.

"No...I don't even think it's a bedroom. Are you okay?" She said as she watched him slowly lower himself to the floor to lay down.

"I'm fffine..." He said. The room was dark, but Carolyn could see that he definitely wasn't fine. She searched around the room and found a small empty wastebasket.

"Here," She said, handing it to him, "You really don't look good. We need to get you to your room. Show me where it is." She led him to the door as he leaned over the basket and tried not to fall down. "I said you were cut off! You should have listened to me!" She whispered as they crept down the hall.

"Uh huh." he said, his voice muffled by the basket. He pointed left and they turned down the hall.

"That's," He swallowed and pointed to a door, "That's my room." Carolyn moved to the door and threw it open. She pulled him inside and shut it behind them.

"Where's the light?" she asked, feeling around on the wall. Peter let go of Carolyn and clapped his hands tiredly, dropping the basket. The lights blinked on. He immediately found his bed and crawled onto it, dripping water from his wet clothes all over the covers. That's when Carolyn realized there was probably a trail of water all throughout the halls.

"Great." She thought.

His room was filled with all sorts of things. There were band posters covering the walls, various light up gadgets and things she couldn't recognize. There were at least three arcade games shoved in one corner and a mini-fridge in another. There were grey scuff marks in front of his door, she figured it was probably from him running in and out all the time. There were also dozens of boxes of twinkies and poptarts stacked on his dresser. How he managed to stay so fit with his eating habits was beyond her.

Peter sat up in bed and was fiddling with his shoes, but just wasn't able to grasp the concept of removing them. Carolyn giggled a little at his struggle before sitting next to him to help.

She started with the laces, "Where do you even get silver shoes?" She asked.

"Uhhh the store." He said, "Duh." He yawned, and once the shoe was loose he shook his foot and it fell onto the floor.

Carolyn looked around as she unlaced the other one, "Where did you get all this stuff?" She asked, "Is that a stop sign? Where did you get that?"

"The store." he said again, kicking the other shoe off. He looked down at his clothes then to hers, "Why are…" he yawned, "Why are we all wet?"

Carolyn shook her head, "I don't know you tell me."

He held a palm up, "Is it raining?"

Carolyn laughed, "Yes it's raining. Right here in your room."

"Oh mannn hreally?" He slurred. He quickly reached under his bed and pulled out a large blue umbrella.

Carolyn took it from his hands and set it aside, "You don't need that." Carolyn stood up and examined her clothes. They were still soaking wet. She needed to change.

As if on cue, Peter hooked his hands around the bottom of his shirt and pulled it off, struggling with it initially as the wet fabric clung to his skin, but eventually it was thrown aside and he layed back down. Carolyn couldn't look away.

She had dated two boys in her life, neither of them looked as good without a shirt. All she could do was gawk and she could tell her face was probably as red as it could be.

"He has abs.." she thought, "Nope I won't do this. I don't like him like that. I can't do this…" She continued to stare but was cut short when he went to unbutton his pants.

"Woah I don't think so…" She said, stopping him.

"My pants are wet!" He complained, shoving her hands out of the way.

"I don't care!" She looked around the room and spotted a pair of clean red sweatpants hanging out of one of his drawers. She snatched them up, "I'll turn around. You put these on."

"Hhhokayy," He took the pants and she turned around. He struggled for a moment and she could hear the rustling of fabric, but then it stopped. "I can't do it…"

Carolyn didn't turn around, "Well figure it out. I'm not helping you with that."

He was quiet for a moment and then began to try again before stopping, "I can't!"

"Peter…." She groaned, "I'm not helping you take your pants off!" She then felt the sweatpants hit her back and she turned around angrily with a hand covering her eyes slightly, "Peter!"

"I can't get them off! They're too wet. Just pull on the legs." he said, still struggling.

Carolyn looked to the ceiling and sighed heavily. "Fine." She kept her eyes averted and felt for his legs. When she found them, she tugged at the grey fabric and pulled as hard as she could. After a bit of hassle, she finally pulled them off and threw the sweatpants back at him. "Now put those on." But he did not respond. She looked down cautiously and found that he was completely unconscious. "Seriously?"

A/N: Anyways a couple notes. So just because I can and I want to...Peter is about 23-24 in this fic because I want it that way. I mean I know in XMA hes supposed to be like 26 but...I don't wanna do that. Also there are a lot of highschoolers at the school but there are also people that are more Carolyns age. I hope I made that clear. I also hope I wrote 'drunkness' okay...like i pulled from a lot of my own experiences but honestly? found it difficult for some reason like i didn't want to over exaggerate but I also wanted to make it clear. But yes...the ole' "someone from the pair gets drunk" and "getting wet" AND "fireworks" tropes are always fun. I hope you liked it. Speaking of drunkness...in prior versions of this chapter someone else get's drunk and i may just upload that as a oneshot separate from this story. It wont be a part of it just a "what if" sort of thing :)

As always thank you for any follows, favs, and reviews! they are very appreciated and motivate me to write. I can't believe I'm getting follows and stuff like I never expected this at all!

xFallenDemonx: I'll admit I did toy with her time traveling during the party but then i decided not to. I was like "nah i'll let her have some fun for now she needs it" Like I definitely wrote it out but I just didn't like it.

riverfirephoenix I'm glad you like the character relationships! I hate when those are skipped over like yeah...the romantic relationship is important but friendship is still important! Especially for Carolyn. I really think she needs to make friends and figure herself out before anything big happens with Peter.