This must be what heaven is like: warm, soft, and smelling like coffee. Maybe I'll stay here for awhile... Oh shit I have to pee. With that realization my body erupted into pain. My brain was throbbing, my face felt like some one slammed into it with a frying pan, my throat was scorching, and my stomach hated me.

I slowly opened my eyes. I'm blind, why can't I see, oh my gosh I've gone blind...oh I rolled over pulling my face out of a pile of blankets and pillows. That's better. I looked around the room I was in. Where the hell am I? Wait, I'm not wearing pants, what is going on here? I felt my bare legs and then realized I still had my underwear on. I sighed in relief.

The room seemed familiar, but I couldn't figure out why. I looked to my right, there was a bottle of advil and a glass of water. I stuggled with the cap and when it finally popped off ten advils fell out. I contemplated taking all of them, thought better of it, and popped three in my mouth. I scooped up the rest and poured them back in the bottle and then greedily drank the water.

Hm. Why do I know this room? Glancing out the window I noticed a big tree with "Bellas 2012 ICCA Champs" carved on it, accompanied by all of our initials. I suddenly remembered a certain red head asking me to hold onto her legs while she leaned out the window to carve that.

Chloe! Oh wait she's not here, it's just her old room. I slid out of bed to go in search for the source of the coffee all the while trying to remember last night. A flashing light caught my eye on the floor. I slowly leaned down and picked up my phone, I had about 17 missed texts. Eight of them were just random letters sent to me from Bellas.

Yesterday

10:24 Jesse: babe where are you? theres so many people here.

11:46 Stacie: man you went down hard!

11:47 Amy: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA nice face plant.

Today

12:39 Benji: hey becs i took jesse home so dont worry about him

3:00 Chloe: sounds like you had a rough night xxoo

3:06 Aubrey: Be nice to my sister. If you're not I'll kill you...with my bare hands. xx (Oh right, Amber must have taken me home)

11:45 Jesse: beca whod you go home with?

12:07 Jesse: are you okay?

12:12 Jesse: text me when you can! I love you (:

12:26 Me: hey jess! amber took care of me. I love you too!

Me-Aubrey: dont worry shes great!

Me-Chloe: No worse than you ever had (:

Me-Benji: thanks benj!

It took me a good 15 minutes to read, comprehend, and answer all those texts. This hangover wasn't doing me any favors.

I slowly moved towards the door, resuming my search, my arms didn't seem to want to function properly, but I managed to open the door. I moved slowly down the hall trying not to provoke my aching body. Thankfully I was moving just fast enough to make it to the bathroom in time and empty my stomach.

I made it to the kitchen in one piece. There was a girl wearing an over sized Bellas shirt, her hair in a messy bun, and a pair of glasses. She was bent over a notebook writing furiously with her tongue sticking out and a spatula in the other hand. She stood up flipped some pancakes and spun around when she heard me walk in.

It was Amber (I don't know who else t could have possibly been). Man she really looks like Aubrey right now, well when Aubrey doesn't have a stick up her ass that is. "Um, hi."

"Morning!" she smiled brightly, a kinder smile than I had ever received from her sister. "Sleep alright?"

"Yeah" my voice cracked. Jeez, how drunk did I get?

"Brunch won't be ready for like 30 minutes, if you want to take a shower. There's a towel and wash cloth on the dresser and I left some clothes in the bathroom. Oh and my Ipod, I didn't know if you'd want to listen to music right now because of your head and everything." She turned back to her pancakes and slid them on to a plate in the warming drawer. Then she continued, "It's just a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt, your legs are kind of short, I thought everything else would be too long."

I glanced at her long legs, she was right they were practically the length of my whole body. I nodded in agreement. "Thanks. I'll go do that then." She was writing again, she looked up, smiled, and looked down.

I walked down in disbelief that this girl was actually Aubrey's sister.

Twenty minutes later, and four more times vomiting, I stepped out of the bathroom in purple running shorts and a white "Posen & Edwards Law" shirt. The shower helped, I already felt better.

I rejoined Amber in the kitchen, she had her head buried in a book, reading quickly with her brow furrowed. She found what she wanted then scribbled it down. "Give me those" she ordered when she saw me again. She took my dirty clothes and threw them on a pile of laundry waiting to be washed. "Here's some ice for your face, sit" she pointed to the kitchen table. "Want some coffee?" She was sort of bossy like Aubrey.

Nodding yes, I pressed the ice to my sore face. "You don't have to do that," I motioned towards the laundry.

"It's fine! I've got to do mine anyway!" She placed a mug, milk, and sugar in front of me.

"So what exactly happened last night?"

"You got shitfaced drunk, and face planted on the stage steps, don't worry you still have all your teeth."

I got up with my hand clapped over my mouth and emptied the contents of my stomach in the trash can. I rinsed my mouth and looked back at Amber, she didn't seem too fazed by what just happened, I guess it comes with growing up with Aubrey. She had a piece of pancake speared on her fork suspended half way to her mouth, she was writing again.

"Sorry" I wiped my mouth.

"For what?"

'Last night and right now."

"Don't worry! It was kind of nice to have some one else in the house, even if you were unconscious," she smiled. "You gonna eat? And would you like the rest of last night's story?"

"I guess so," I slumped down in my chair and grabbed a plate and loaded it with food. She started in on the story, while writing, cleaning up the kitchen, and starting the laundry. The more she talked the more my horror grew.

"...and that's how you got here!" she finished flipping through her book again.

"I don't usually do this sort of thing," she nodded her head. "What are you working on?"

"I've got a mock trial coming up," she responded distractedly.

"Another lawyer with the Posen name?'

She shut the book with a snap. "Yeah. Except I want to get a minor in entertainment so I can go to California and get a job as someone's manager."

"Very cool. Maybe you'll be my manager," I smiled at her. "So what's your sister up to? I haven't talked to her or Chloe in a couple months."

"she's working as an intern at dad's firm. I think she's trying to pluck up the courage to tell him she wants to open a dance studio though. And Chlo's got a job as a K-5 teacher. They're coming to visit next Tuesday til Sunday."

"That's great! everyone will be happy to see them! But she should definitely open the studio! She'd be great with it."

"Yeah dad probably doesn't want her to though. What's your major?"

"Business. Hey I should probably get going, I don't want to overextend my welcome."

"Nope. Stay for awhile, you're still not feeling well and I'm not doing much anyway."

Amber was standing at the sink doing the dishes and I was laying on the couch, she told me not to help because I was hungover. "Are you still rooming with...um Kimmy Jin?"

I lifted the icebag off my face, "Yep. I think she's warming up too me, but she's still crazy." We continued to watch Boy Meets World.

My stomach lurched forward.Oh my God not again. I got up and sprinted to the bathroom just in time. Amber walked in and pulled my hair out of my line of fire. She was rubbing circles in my back. This poor girl probably never wants to see me again after this.

"Hey I was thinking" her voice said high above me, "why don't you just move in with me?"

Ok maybe I was wrong.