Bridget sat on her bed looking through a box of pictures of her mom she had taken home from her grandmother's house in Alabama. Picking up a picture of her mom at her junior prom, she choked back tears she refused to spill. "Gosh she's beautiful" she picked up another, 'and who's this?' she thought almost impishly. Bridget definitely approved her mom's taste in guys.
Thinking of attractive guys mad Bridget think of Billy, and how she missed Alabama. But of course she would return in a few weeks to whoop Billy's ass in soccer. "On the subject of soccer," she said aloud to herself, "I won't be able to beat him if I don't stay in top form." Bridget hopped off her bed and ran downstairs to find Perry, her brother. He was going to play some soccer with her…even if she had to force him. Bridget had gotten herself back into shape, and she was happier that way. Everyone knew that the old Bee was back to stay.
"Hey Bridget," her dad called from inside the house, "Billy's on the phone." Bridget blocked a ball from her brother and threw it back to him, "be back in a minute bro." "Yeah right," Perry replied, "you always say that." Bridget ran up to her room and grabbed the phone. "Hey! I can't wait to see you!" "Yeah, I know. Me either." Billy said. Bridget yawned, "So what's up?" "I've got a surprise for you."Oh really! What is it?" she asked. Billy didn't say anything for a few seconds. "Look out your window," he told her. Bridget walked over to her window. "Ok I'm there…I don't see anything." "Your other window," Billy laughed. She walked over to her other window, pulling up the blinds. "Ok, I'm…" Bridget stopped in mid-sentence. There in the middle of her driveway, looking up at her was Billy. "Augh!" she screamed. Billy laughed again, "Well aren't you going to come down here and say hello?" Bridget threw her phone down on the bed, beside the pictures of her mom. She ran down the stairs and out the front door, her brother was talking to Billy. She plowed him over. Billy dropped his bag and threw his arms open, almost too late. Bridget had knocked him over, and was on top of him. "You're an ass! Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" "Hello! This was a great welcoming and all…but I kind of can't breathe," laughed Billy.
Bridget got up and helped him to standing position before she hugged him again. "now I don't have to wait longer to kick your butt in soccer!" Billy kissed her and picked up his bag, "yeah well we'll see about that!"