26-year-old Elizabeth Brooke McGuire held on to her groceries and
hurriedly put the three bags on the counter. Her best friend Miranda
Sanchez, left an hour ago with her fiancé Larry "the tudge" Tudgeman and
had pre-marriage counseling seminars. The wedding was in about a week and
that meant an added pressure to Lizzie since she was the maid of honor.
Don't forget the fact that she'll be living alone in their (now her own)
apartment since her best friend Miranda, is of course moving out after she
gets married.
Miranda and Tudge had been dating for two years before Tudge proposed to her during her birthday last year. It was really sweet, Tudge proposing in front of Miranda's friends and family on bended knee. Lizzie hoped that the same thing would go when it's her turn.
She sighed and plopped herself on the couch. She and her boyfriend/boss Jake Peterson were dating for about 11 months now. Lizzie works for an advertising company as the senior art director and Jake was the chairman of the marketing department. He really swept her off her feet. He was tall, had red hair and deep gray eyes. He was too good to be true. She's kinda hoping he's gonna be the one. That's why she had been hinting to him for the longest time her desire for them to get hitched. She thought Jake didn't really pay attention and was oblivious to what she was trying to say. Lizzie doesn't intend to bring it up again for pity of having to put another great deal of pressure on him. Although, Jake had been busy for the past three months and seemed a little aloof lately with her, he still sees to it to take her out.
The incessant ringing of her cell phone interrupted her deep contemplation. She picked it up and found out who was on the other line.
"Hello?" she greeted.
"Hey, McGuire!" a deep husky voice that was all too familiar reverberated from her phone.
"Gordo!!!!!" she shouted excitedly. Her best friend David Gordon was in Boston for about a year now, he was still studying film and was offered jobs here and there. She missed him so much. One would think that a year of not seeing each other would take toll on their friendship. In their case, constant phone calls and email kept them updated on each other's lives. Gordo knew about Jake and she was excited that he would finally meet Jake when he comes home from Boston in a couple of days to be at Miranda's wedding.
"So, what's up?" she asked
Silence. "Actually something came up." He said, his tone somewhat serious.
Lizzie frowned. What could come up this time? "Yeah, go on." She chided.
"I may not be able to come home to Miranda's wedding in a couple of days!" he answered, he was depressed, from the tone of his voice Lizzie knew.
"Aaaawwww.. Gordo! No! That can't be! You promised!!! Why???" she said. Lizzie was disappointed. She wanted Gordo to be here with her. She wanted him to meet Jake. She wanted to see him and she missed her friend so badly. She could feel a lump in her throat forming and she was aware she was getting misty eyed.
"Well." Gordo started
Lizzie was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Miranda's home she thought. Might as well let her talk to Gordo to persuade him to still make it.
"Alright coming! Wait Gordo, hold on a sec." She told him. "Hold on Miranda, I'm coming!!!!"
She opened the door, seriously irritated of the person who was interrupting her phone conversation. Her mouth flew open as she saw who was behind the door.
Miranda and Tudge had been dating for two years before Tudge proposed to her during her birthday last year. It was really sweet, Tudge proposing in front of Miranda's friends and family on bended knee. Lizzie hoped that the same thing would go when it's her turn.
She sighed and plopped herself on the couch. She and her boyfriend/boss Jake Peterson were dating for about 11 months now. Lizzie works for an advertising company as the senior art director and Jake was the chairman of the marketing department. He really swept her off her feet. He was tall, had red hair and deep gray eyes. He was too good to be true. She's kinda hoping he's gonna be the one. That's why she had been hinting to him for the longest time her desire for them to get hitched. She thought Jake didn't really pay attention and was oblivious to what she was trying to say. Lizzie doesn't intend to bring it up again for pity of having to put another great deal of pressure on him. Although, Jake had been busy for the past three months and seemed a little aloof lately with her, he still sees to it to take her out.
The incessant ringing of her cell phone interrupted her deep contemplation. She picked it up and found out who was on the other line.
"Hello?" she greeted.
"Hey, McGuire!" a deep husky voice that was all too familiar reverberated from her phone.
"Gordo!!!!!" she shouted excitedly. Her best friend David Gordon was in Boston for about a year now, he was still studying film and was offered jobs here and there. She missed him so much. One would think that a year of not seeing each other would take toll on their friendship. In their case, constant phone calls and email kept them updated on each other's lives. Gordo knew about Jake and she was excited that he would finally meet Jake when he comes home from Boston in a couple of days to be at Miranda's wedding.
"So, what's up?" she asked
Silence. "Actually something came up." He said, his tone somewhat serious.
Lizzie frowned. What could come up this time? "Yeah, go on." She chided.
"I may not be able to come home to Miranda's wedding in a couple of days!" he answered, he was depressed, from the tone of his voice Lizzie knew.
"Aaaawwww.. Gordo! No! That can't be! You promised!!! Why???" she said. Lizzie was disappointed. She wanted Gordo to be here with her. She wanted him to meet Jake. She wanted to see him and she missed her friend so badly. She could feel a lump in her throat forming and she was aware she was getting misty eyed.
"Well." Gordo started
Lizzie was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Ding-dong. Ding-dong. Miranda's home she thought. Might as well let her talk to Gordo to persuade him to still make it.
"Alright coming! Wait Gordo, hold on a sec." She told him. "Hold on Miranda, I'm coming!!!!"
She opened the door, seriously irritated of the person who was interrupting her phone conversation. Her mouth flew open as she saw who was behind the door.