No Good Team

"Alright alright!" Heather laughs out loud "Then I guess that leaves me with Zack! Gimme that bottle!" Kurt passes her the fifth of Bourbon which doesn't have much left in it.

"Finish it!!!" Brandon laughs out "Come on Heather!"

She just groans softly before shrugging, she is already quite far gone as it is so what is another two shots of Bourbon going to do anyway. She throws the bottle back, downing the remaining brownish liquid before almost violently throwing it down on the wooden table and raising both her hands in the air as if she's doing a cheer.

"Way to go Heather!" Ashley and Chloe laugh out loud. Even Chloe, who is normally much more shy and reserved is definitely feeling the effects of the hefty amounts of **** she has ingested.

"The booze is done, the teams are chosen, let's get the fuck inside!" Brandon stands up, pushing the chair he was sitting in backwards as it falls down "Chloe, let's kick some fucking ass tonight darlin'!" he cheers at his partner for the night.

"No way, babe!" Ashley stands up as she moves over to Gavin, throwing her arms around the boy and pulling him in close "Gavin and I are going to kick some ass!" as she pulls him close, her hand around his back is quite sensually stroking up and down his body.

"Uhh, yeah! You guys are gonna get owned!" Gavin taunts as best as he can. He's definitely feeling a little tipsy from the **** consumption but for the most part he is okay. Every time he was asked to drink he didn't take a giant gulp as he threw the fifth back in the air like everybody else was, instead he was taking smaller sips, knowing that if he was going to continue drinking through the night, he wanted to keep himself in as much control as possible.

Kurt is the first one to the large sliding doors as he pushes them open and steps inside, "VICKY!!!!!" he yells out extremely loud as he enters the cabin.

"OH ZACHARY!!!" Heather blurts out as well, calling out for her partner.

"Vicky!!!" Kurt yells again, making his way to the hallway as he assumes maybe she's in their room "Vicky where are you!?!"

Heather goes to the kitchen and immediately opens the fridge, her hands going to the bottom shelf where this time, a fifth of Captain Morgan is pulled out "Zack!!!!" she squeals again.

Gavin and Ashley immediately walk over into the living room where there are a sleeper couches, a loveseat and a single chairs all surrounding a large coffee table. The perfect place to play any type of games they need as they will all sit around in a semi-circle, with the one actor in the middle so everybody can watch. "Let's sit here, Gavin!" Ashley pushes him down on the loveseat as she sits down next to him. She curls her feet up, bringing them under her as she rests her head on her hand as her elbow goes on the armrest, waiting for the group to get Zack, Vicky and some more booze.

"Uhh, guys." Chloe notices it first as she goes to the kitchen "Look at this." she picks up the note that Zack wrote.

"The hell is that??" Heather snatches it out of her hand before she even has time to read it "Going for a walk, will return later...Son of a fucking bitch!" Heather snarls "THEY LEFT US!" she throws the note on the ground.

"Huh?!" Kurt returns from the hallway "What did you say? Where's my girl?"

"Gone! Zack and Vicky left to go for a walk. What the hell, why would they do that."

Kurt didn't know why he was more pissed off. Whether it was because Vicky was his partner and now he wouldn't get that one on one time with her drunk self or because Zack actually stole her from him and is now enjoying some alone time with the blonde "Fuck that shit." Kurt stomps into the kitchen "Now what do we do for teams?!" he exclaims.

"Can't have Kurt and Heather on a team, they're cousins and probably know each other too well!" Chloe let's out "Although, what about teams of three?" she asks as she looks between Kurt, Heather and Brandon.

"How would that work?" Brandon shakes his head at Chloe "Then it's uneven teams again Chloe. There's six of us now..."

The other three just look at Brandon and wait, their eyes squint and they are all looking at the football player with a mixture of shock, awe and confusion.

"Uhh, wait...six people, two teams, that's...three on a team!" he throws his hand in the air, pointing his index finger. "I was just joking you guys, geez."

"Yeah fucking right..." Heather grumbles out.

"Actually..." Chloe ponders "Kurt, Gavin and Ashley versus Heather, Brandon and myself." she smiles "The only really close people that are on a team are Heather and Brandon."

"And Brandon is a dumb fuck." Kurt laughs "I like these odds!"

"Oh fuck off, Kurt!" he laughs, reaching for the Captain Morgan in Heather's grasp "Gimme that."

"Whoa whoa whoa! Calm down killer!" Heather pulls it away "Grab another pack of beer and let's get into the living room. No more booze until the game starts!" she orders the group.

Soon after, the four in the kitchen make their way to the living room where Gavin and Ashley were sitting. "Okay love birds!" Kurt jokes out as he pushes his body in between Gavin and Ashley on the two person loveseat "Make room for Kurt! We're on a team, fuckers!" he throws his arms around the two, pulling them in.

"Huh?" Ashley questions "I thought I was with Gavin?"

"Vicky and Zack went out, so we're playing without them!" Heather quips, setting down the Captain Morgan on the coffee table. "So, Ashley, Gavin and Kurt are on a team, and the rest of us are on another."

The other three plop down on one of the large sleeper couches, all sitting next to each other as they get themselves situated for their game of charades.

"Okay, so what are the cabin rules for Charades?" Chloe looks at Heather "Your house, your rules!"