Chris's pov

I thought Juliet said this was a band right out of high school....oh well.
We made our way into her house and we could see the 5 guys sitting on the couch, dressed in all black. They all looked younger than me. Of course I'm like 6 feet tall but they all look like middle schoolers. They all stood up as we walked into the living room. They're all so short. By short I mean a good half a foot shorter than me, however they were all taller than Ricky.
"Hi I'm Andy" said the guy standing in the middle. His voice was surprisingly deep.
"I'm Ashley" said the guy holding Andy's hand.
"And I'm CC. That's Jinxx and Jake. They don't really talk." Said the guy that was basically standing in the kitchen.
"It's nice to meet you. Congrats on your tour. I'm Chris, this is Ricky." I said as I put my arm around my midget.
"I'm Balz, this is Ghost" Balz said as he pulled a piece of hair out of the oh so feminine Ghosts face.
"And I'm Ryan" he stated awkwardly.

CC came over to the group as we all made small talk. He was holding two beers and he handed one to Andy and started sipping on one himself. "How old are you guys" Ricky asked as they downed the alcoholic drinks. "I'm 22." responded CC. "21" Andy murmured between sips. Ricky nodded his head softly.

Other people began to slowly show up to Juliets house and more people started getting hammered.
"Hey Ricky can we go outside. The alcohol is getting to my head" I whispered into his ear. He nodded his head and pulled me outside onto the deck, where only a few other people were sitting. "You okay?" Ricky mumbled as he grabbed a cigarette out of his back pocket. "Yeah please don't smoke right in my face. I'm so dizzy." I stuttered out. He nodded and put the cigarette away and said "you should sit down" I nodded and sat down with my back against the deck railing. Ricky sat down next to me and put an arm over my shoulder. "Let's go lay down in Juliets room. I'm sure she wouldn't mind" Ricky said confidently as he stood up. My ears were ringing as it was but I was scared of what would happen when I stood up. As Ricky reached for my hand, Andy came outside and stomped out his cigarette. He started walking towards us and then squatted down. "Hey dude. You okay?" He asked breathing his smokey breath in my face. My head was pounding as Ricky began to answer for me, "No he needs to lay down. Can you help me bring him up to Juliets room to lay down"
"Yeah of course" he said as he grabbed one of my hand and helped pull me off the ground. My legs felt numb and my head was spinning. I leaned on Ricky and started into the house.

Eventually I was being layed down on what I believed to be a bed. Why was I so sick. Alcohol and cigarettes didn't usually make me feel like this. My body was getting more numb by the second. I let the waves of euphoria take me into blackness.

So the story is going to get better. I know it's super shitty right now. I'll write another chapter really soon. I just wanted to get this part out in Chris's pov. Thanks. Mama destroya signing off