DISCLAIMER: I know people are tired of hearing the same old crap, so I'm not gonna say: 'I don't own any of the Superstars, they own themselves, blah, blah, blah…' I'm just gonna say that: the story is a little similar to the movie, but not quite… so it's okay to read this before actually watching the movie. Read my story and review it damn it! … Pweez = (

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"Call him and make sure his brother is coming! What his brother's name, anyway?" Trish asked.

"Jeff." Amy said.

Trish made a face. "I'm not fond of the name Jeff… but whatever, just call." She said.

Amy shrugged and called Matt.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby it's me, Amy."

"Oh hey! You girls are already dressed?"

"Just about… hey listen… do you think you can bring Jeff?"

"What for?"

"My friend is single."

"Uh… I guess. I'll ask him."

"Okay, call me back and tell me what he says."

"Okay, baby."

"Bye Matt."

"Bye."

Amy hung her phone up and turned around. She was face-to-face with Trish.

"What the hell?" Amy said, feeling her heartbeat. "You scared the shit out of me."

"Well I guess you'll have to go change your pants then." Trish said. She smiled. "Well is he bringing Jeff?" She asked.

Amy shrugged. "He said he'll ask him if he wants to go." She said.

Trish sighed.

"Don't worry he'll call back." Amy said. Right after she said that, her cell phone went off.

"Hello?"

"Yeah, it's me again."

"Hey."

"Hi… Jeff said he'll go."

Amy gave Trish the thumbs up sign.

"But he wants to ask a few questions." Matt added.

"Um…okay."

"He wants to know if she's pretty."

"Yes, she is."

"Does she have no knockers, tiny knockers, medium knockers, or huge knockers?"

"And you're sure this is what Jeff wants to know?"

Matt laughed. "Yeah."

"Umm…" Amy stared at her friend's breasts. Trish raised an eyebrow.

"They're quite large…"

"Jeff! They're huge!"

Amy laughed.

"He wants to know if they're gross huge or –"

"Matt! She has breasts and they're big. She's pretty altogether. No disgustingness, ugliness, or fatness."

"Disgustingness isn't a word."

"It's my word."

"Whatever. We'll be there soon."

"Just meet us at the club."

"Fine. Bye."

"Bye."

Once again, Amy hung her phone up. It just rang again.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Jeff… just one more question."

"What is it?"

"Is she a redhead like you? Because I'm sorry, Jeff doesn't do redheads."

"What do you do?"

"Girls." He laughed.

"Hilarious. No, she's a blonde."

"Okay bye."

"Bye."

Amy hung her phone up but kept it in her hand. She thought one of the guys was going to call her back. They didn't so she clipped it back to her pants.

"So he's coming?" Trish asked excitedly.

Amy nodded.

Trish grinned. "He better be cute." She said, running out of the room.

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