BPOV
- Alice, I can`t leave the house in this!
Alice stuck her head into the bathroom where I stood and studied myself in the mirror.
- What are you talking about? Of course you can.
I turned away from the mirror, and struck my hands in the air. The dress, (if I could call it a dress at all, it was rather a piece of fabric attached with glue to my body), went so far over my butt that if I sat down it would slide up to my waist. Not to mention how tight it sat on the upper body. But I would consider giving the dress a little credit, I got a great cliwage which I had never had before.
- Alice, I look like a hore. I cannot go out in this, they will not let me aboard on the plane!
Alice rolled her eyes at me, and disappeared from the doorway. Soon she was back again with a black shorts and a simple white singlet.
- Here, take this on instead then.
She threw the clothes at me, and I smiled pleased.
- Be clear in about two minutes, the taxi is going to be here any minute now.
I changed quickly, nodding approvaly to the mirror in the bathroom, and ran down to the first floor where Alice was waiting for me with four large pink suitcases and a small black rolling suitcase. The little one was mine, the others were Alice's.
- Alice, you've packed your whole wardrobe?
The Pixie (Alice) looked at me with a given expression.
- No, of course not. Only the most necessary things and I packed an extra suitcase just for you. She sad, obviously pleased with her judgmental ability.
She sent my little rolling suitcase a disturbing look, as if never in the world it could contain enough clothes for two weeks in Greece. She was probably right to, I have the ability to forget (a lot!).
I sighed. I was not really surprised. Alice loved to dress me up in all kinds of crazy, funny, great costumes, it was one of her biggest hobbies, to play Bella Barbie. And when I say costumes I mean costumes, real ones, the ones you only can get a glance of at a fashion show or on TV.
- So you've just packed three to yourself? I sad, and raised an eyebrow.
Although it seemed very much, there was very little, to be Alice. Suddenly something hit me.
- You're not planning to go shopping while we are down there are you?
I crossed my fingers waiting for the answer, but I knew it would not help. She was a total shopaholic.
- Of course we will! She was clearly putting more pressure on WE then she had to.
I sank a couple of inches in my brown sandals. I had looked forward to having a vacation. To go shopping with Alice was not a holiday, believe me. A pane in the butt, that`s what it is.
A car howled outside, and Alice opened the door and began to carry out your luggage. I brought my own little black suitcase, and went out after her.
The sun warmed my face as it only could do the first day of a long-awaited summer vacation, and the sky was cloudless, with a clear light blue color. I breathed in the fresh air, and I just could not help myself, I had to smile.
- There is the right holiday spirit, Alice shouted to me under the weight of four (probably heavy) suitcases. The taxi driver walked out of the car to help her with the luggage, but the little figure formed pixie doll on the spike heels needed no help.
She threw the bags carefully into the trunk, and met my gaze with a smile. I could not help it, I started to laugh. It was sunny, it was vacation. I was going spend two weeks in the warm, beautiful land of Greece with my two best friends. Life smiled at me, and I smiled back as I walked into the cab.
- To the airport!, the little pixie shouted out giving the taxi driver a fright.
And then we were on our way. Finally!