User blog:Cdc1998/A New Face at Bullworth: Part 7

It was two days after Charlie left that everyone else on the academy found out. Word spread pretty fast. Then again, a student just randomly disappearing wouldn't be hard to notice. Due to this, the filming for Charlie's short film he was working on has been indefinitely postponed until he returns. Some of the students do seem to miss Charlie being around, however most of the faculty couldn't care less. I think since he already had the required credits to graduate they don't care about him not showing up. Maybe they figure he'll just return in time for graduation.

When Michael found out, he was pretty angry at first. After he calmed down though he seemed alright, except you could easily tell he was still irritated by the fact of Charlie just leaving. Surprisingly though, Charlie did call him(and technically me. I was with Michael when he called) to explain everything. However, when Michael asked where he was, he refused to give his location. When he asked if he was coming back, he replied with the usual, "You'll see."

Bradi and Jimmy on the other hand, don't seem to be fazed about Charlie leaving. They're still angry at him over what happened almost a month ago. I haven't been around them much because of it. Charlie already said he regrets what he did, yet they refuse to forgive him. Whenever we bring him up in a conversation, Jimmy and Bradi tune it out. I even asked them, "Do you even care if he gets hurt out there? He's your friend after all, and you don't seem one bit worried about him leaving. He could get killed out there!" They replied with the classic, "Well he shouldn't have hurt us," excuse. It's pitiful.

Nicole also returned to visit everyone again. And boy is it awkward. Right now I'm in Michael's dorm room(can't really call it Michael & Charlie's dorm anymore since Charlie's left) with Michael, Nicole, Bradi, and Jimmy. Mostly we've been beating around the bush on the Charlie situation, but eventually, we will have to talk about it.

"So, he just left?" Nicole asks Michael.

"Yup," Michael responds.

"He told me he was thinking about it, but I never thought he would do it?"

"Is that what you two were talking about a while back?"

"Yeah. He came to me for advice and I told him he shouldn't. Guess he couldn't take this place anymore. Did he say if he would be back?"

"He just said, 'You'll see.'"

"Did any of you see him the night he left?"

"Just Edgar," Michael says.

"Why are we even talking about this? He's gone. So what?" Bradi questions.

"Why all the hostility? Bradi, I knew you had some issues with Charlie when you first met him but I thought you patched that," Nicole responds.

"Ever since he attacked Jimmy I can't forgive him," Bradi replies.

"Why can't you just let bygones be bygones? The guy already regrets what he did," I claim.

"How about we talk about something else? Does anyone know if anything is going on tonight?" Nicole asks, changing the subject.

"I think Patrick is having a party," Michael claims.

"Patrick? We haven't talked to him in a while. Are you sure he'd be fine with us showing up?"

"It's Patrick we're talking about. I'm sure he'll be happy to hear from us."

"Where does he live now?"

"Out in New Coventry. Don't worry, it's the nice part."

"There is no nice part," Jimmy states.

"Well it's the part that isn't totally terrible. Look, I'll call him and see if there actually is a party happening and I'll get back to everyone," Michael responds.

I decide to then leave in order to go back to Harrington House, as I have some homework to finish.

Later That Night
Around 9:00 I get a text from Michael who asks me to meet him near the back gate. I guess the party is actually happening. I hope they have food, since I haven't eaten anything since 3:00. I figure this isn't going to be a formal party, so I change into a Rolling Stones t-shirt, a pair of jeans, and sneakers. As soon as I get out of Harrington House, I get crazy looks from everyone. They probably think I look crazy for wearing different clothes. When I reach the back gate, I see Michael, Jimmy, and Bradi, who seem to be waiting for me.

"Well look at you, you look like an actual normal person instead of a Prep," Michael says to me.

"Figured I give my look a change," I reply. "Anyways now that I'm here, what's the plan?"

"We make our way to New Coventry for a party. Also good thing you're wearing normal clothes. If you would've been wearing your Aquaberry clothes, you'd be knocked out faster than Algie pisses himself," Michael says.

"How are we getting there?" I ask.

"Walk. Don't worry, it won't be long," Michael states.

We then begin our journey over to New Coventry. I honestly hate going there, as I feel I could be robbed at any moment. I am utterly shocked when we get to a nice looking house. And to think I thought this place was totally bad looking. Michael knocks on the door and a few seconds later, the door is opened by Patrick.

"Come in, grab a drink, and start relaxing," Patrick says. We then walk in the house.

As soon as I enter I notice this definitely isn't no formal party. Leather jackets, t-shirts or no shirt, very short dresses, jeans and leather pants are being worn by the attendees. Scattered across the tables are beer and liquor bottles as well as a punch bowl, probably spiked. The house reeks of marijuana and other people are dancing. The song playing is Age of Consent by New Order. I also notice some people towards the kitchen playing beer pong.

"Do you have any non-alcoholic drinks?" I ask Patrick.

"Not a drinker, eh? I got a few sodas and bottles of water lying around somewhere. Also, since you don't drink, stay away from the punch bowl," Patrick replies.

Just like I thought, spiked punch. I notice Nicole and Michael going to go sit down on the couch and Jimmy and Bradi go over to a chair. I decide to go sit on the end of the couch since I got nothing else to do.

Over the next half hour I talk with some of the party guests. I recognize some of the attendees are Greasers, who don't look rather pleased to see me. Luckily they don't do anything. Some of the others look to be in their 20's. However, there's one thing I can't get off my mind: Where is the food?! I'm starving! Whenever Patrick walks by, I'm going to ask him if he has any. Wait, there he is.

"Hey, Patrick, I was just wondering, do you have anything to eat? I haven't eaten since 3:00 and I'm starving," I tell Patrick.

"Let me look around and see if I have anything," He replies, and makes his way towards the kitchen. I then feel someone tap my shoulder. I look over and see it's Michael.

"So, you having fun?" He asks.

"Eh, there's really nothing to do," I respond.

"True, but it has to be better than laying around Harrington House," Michael says. Just then, I notice Patrick has returned with a tray of brownies.

(unfinished)