Patricia's POV

Wow. Eddie looks really different from when I last saw him. I guess I shouldn't be so surprised. I mean, the last time I'd seen him was ten years ago.

He no longer gelled his hair. Instead, it hung in loose blonde waves that covered his ears, and he looked as if he hadn't properly shaved in a month. Scruff had covered the sides of his face, above his lips, his chin, and the top of his neck. Yet he seemed...smarter, somehow. Just, different.

I jumped slightly as my phone buzzed, and looked down to see I had one new text from Joy.

What're u wearing?

Clothes

Bitch

Lol

Lol. Ur coming tho, right?

Yeaaa

Patricia you better com!

Yeah, I actually wasn't planning on going, and Joy obviously knew that.

I already went to the ACTUAL reunion tho! This 'going out for drinks' shit is shit!

Well shit or not, you're cominggg

Whyyyyyyy

Cus it's all your closest friends from high school. C'mon patty, doesn't that mean ANYTHING to u?

U can't make me com

Ik. That's why I'm begging uuuuuu

I rolled my eyes, but decided I would go.

Fine

Yay!

If u say tht again, I'll change my mind

Ok

Now stop texting me so I can dread the extra reunion in PEACE

Ok lol

IM SERIOUS JIY

JOY*

Lol

U BETTER FUCK OFF

Jeez calm down.

Yea whatever. C u later

I smirked; anyone else probably would think I was crazy, but Joy knew I just had a temper. Then I looked at my clock. It was 6:30. We were supposed to meet at Barry's Ol' Bottle around 8:00. Without thinking, I shuffled to my couch and sat down to watch TV. I did this until 8:05, then left for the restaurant.