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Chapter 5
CONNIE'S P.O.V
A few hours later after I first started talking with Brian, I dropped heavily into the sofa, feeling as though I'd just done 10 rounds in the ring with Mike Tyson. Brian had left a few minutes ago, after many hours of talking. I could see my 3 friends almost hiding in the kitchen, peeping through the door way, all desperately wanting to know what had happened, as we had been quiet enough for them not to be able to hear us.
"You can come out now". I shouted, a hint of laughter in my voice, though not much as I felt exhausted.
They slowly mingled in, seating themselves around the living room, waiting expectantly for the details. I decided to let them stew for a few minutes, while I worked out exactly how I was going to tell them what had happened.
"So have I got to buy a big hat for the wedding or not"? Julie finally blurted out, I kind of thought she'd be the first to break.
"No, you haven't got to buy a big hat". I told her, seeing their faces drop into sympathy. "You'd look totally stupid if you did". I finished my sentence, seeing the sympathy turn to confusion. "The weddings back on". I told them slowly.
"Ohh that's great". Julie shrieked bouncing over to me and enveloping me in a big bear hug. "I knew you'd sort everything out".
"No you didn't" Both Charlie and Adam declared.
"Right, anyway, whose up for the party tonight"? I quickly changed the subject, before any more arguments erupted. I'd had my fill of them these past few days.
Later that evening, I stepped out of my room, black strappy sandals in hand, wearing my favorite short strapless black dress. My hair was up in a knot held by those little stick things that looked like chop sticks, with little strands dangling into my face. As you can notice, Julie had done my hair, as I had have been quiet happy to leave my hair down. Julie followed in multicolored thick strapped dress that flared out at the bottom, her hair draped carelessly over her shoulder with small curls every so often. On seeing us, both Adam and Charlie wolf whistled, looking us up and down. They were dressed simply in shirt and tie and black pants.
"Down boys". I laughed, as I started slipping my sandals on, whilst sat on the kitchen work surface.
"What time do we have to leave"? Adam asked.
"Um, in about 15 minutes". I answered, looking up and the microwave clock.
"Have I got time to run to the ATM machine"? Charlie asked.
"Yeah, me too"? Adam included himself.
"What do you want the ATM machine for"? I asked before answering yes or no.
"A hooker". Charlie responded sarcastically. "Connie I'm surprised, you don't know what you get from an ATM machine, didn't you learn anything from those preppie snobs at Eden Hall". He joked.
"Ha, ha very funny". I pretended to find him funny. "What do you need money for then"? I said clearly.
"Well you know it's funny, money is what you need to buy things with"? He was obviously in his sarcastic mood.
"Arr honey, there isn't a gift shop anywhere near the party you know". I replied, equally sarcastically.
"I think what Charlie means is he needs some money to pay for the cab and drinks". Adam cleared it, obviously getting impatient.
"What cab, and what drinks". I said jumping down and grabbing my purse.
"Well how exactly are we getting there"? Julie asked, confused.
"You'll see. You ready"? I asked, making sure I had my apartment keys.
Then leading them downstairs out onto the street, where a white stretch limousine was awaiting us at the curb side. I turned to look at their shocked faces, then gestured to them to climb in. They all bounded in, while I climbed in far more sedately. It was far from my first time in a limo, though I must admit I had acted just like them the first few times.
"I can't believe you hired a limo to get us there". Julie said in amazement as she opened the mini fridge and began pouring each of us some champagne.
"I didn't hire one. This is my personal limo, the magazine hires them for editors for any kind of journey, they can't have us turning up everywhere in cabs, we have to arrive in style". I told them
"This is the way to live". Julie shrieked as she stood up, her upper torso disappearing through the sun roof.
10 minutes later, the limo pulled up, and a few seconds later the door opened, and I began climbing elegantly out. I waited for Charlie, Adam and Julie to get out, before leading the way into the ballroom, not even having to wait in the guest list queue. When we got inside, I immediately bumped into my boss, Simon.
"Connie, my dear, you look absolutely stunning, and who is the lovely young lady". He turned his attention to Julie.
"Oh, these are my best friends, Julie, Adam and Charlie, guys this is Simon, my boss". I quickly introduced them.
They passed a few pleasantries, before Simon quickly excused himself, dashing across the dance floor, to another acquaintance. A waitress passed us, and I grabbed her attention, ordering myself a drink, followed by Charlie, Adam and Julie.
"To say this is a party, it isn't really, partyish". Julie declared.
"It'll warm up in a bit, most of the guests are still waiting to come in". I answered.
"Connie, sweetie, long time no see". I heard a pitch high voice squeal from behind me, rolling my eyes, I turned to face them.
"Perpetua, how are you"? I said with fake happiness, as she gave me a light embrace – you know the kind that really posh people do in greeting though they don't actually touch you, as they believe they are far superior to you.
"Oh darling, I've had a simply awful day, Arthur has had to be taken into hospital".
"I'm so sorry". I comforted. "Is he going to be ok"?
"Oh yes, the doctor say's he'll be back to normal in no time, something about he'd over done it". She told me. "Oh if you'll excuse me". She disappeared as quickly as she had appeared.
Eventually the party heated up some, and the dance floor had quite a few people on it. I took my apple martini from the tray the waitress was holding and took a sip. I'd had a number of 'acquaintances' come up to me and be very friendly, as though showing off because I had guests with me.
"Wanna dance"? I asked Charlie, but dragged him on the dance floor anyway.
We must have been dancing ages, before we finally left the dance floor. I ordered us another round of drinks, and we stood around talking, just watching as more people filed in, and the odd one or two left. I can't really remember much else other than dancing and drinking. At one point I was ordering drink after drink, trying different ones each time. I vaguely remember Charlie deciding we were going to walk home so that we could all get some air, though I think the air was more for mine and Adam's benefit, as he had been the only one of them that was willing to try all the different drinks the bar had to offer. I can't remember getting in, or climbing into bed, but I do remember rushing to the toilet at turned 7am this morning, before stumbling half blinded by the bright early morning sun, down the stairs.
"Good morning"? Julie squealed, about the same pitch as a mouse.
"Is it". I grumbled.
"Here, drink this"? She pushed a glass in my hand, before directing me to the table.
"What is it"? I asked, though downed the liquid anyway.
"It'll help with your hang over". She answered.
"So how'd you feel this morning"? Charlie asked, entering the room, beaming with cheerfulness.
"How do you think"? I muttered, hating how he was managing to be so damn cheerful. "Where's Adam"? I asked, only slightly aware that he had to be as bad as me.
"Still trying to drag himself out of the bed". Julie said, humor licking her voice.
"He isn't". A mumbled response came from behind me, though I hadn't got the energy to turn round to check that it was him.
I knew it was him, though when he plonked into the seat next to me. I reached up and ruffled his hair gently, before banging my head heavily on the table. He quickly downed the liquid Julie had given him, before copying me and resting his head on the table.
"Whose for breakfast"? Julie asked, far too cheerfully for this time in a morning.
"No". Both me and Adam said instantaneously.
"You mention food again Julie, I will puke all over you instead of rushing to the bathroom". I told her, as there was a knock at the door.
"You gonna get that"? Charlie asked.
"Can't you". I mumbled, not moving my head from the table.
"No, it's your apartment". He answered.
"Charlie". I moaned.
"Nope". He replied.
"Please, I think I'm gonna puke again". I almost begged.
"In that case, you can get the door on the way to the bathroom". He replied laughing.
"Fine". I said defeated. "It's open". I shouted, still not removing my head from the table.
"You have the world's cruelest friends". Adam declared, though I think he was still a little drunk from last night.
"I think I'm gonna be sick". I jumped up and made a mad dash for the toilet, passing my visitors on the way.
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