Cat: Thanks to all of you for your patience, and now I'm on break so I will have another update before Christmas! Won't that be exciting? No. Fine. Be that way.
Disclaimer: If I owned The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants I would be writing the books. This is only a fanfiction. Therefore, I do not own the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. QED (sorry, I had Geometric Proofs on the brain)
"Billy! Greta!" Bridget called happily. They turned to face her across the bus station and Bridget jogged over, her duffle banging against her side in time with her steps.
"Bridget hey!' Billy said when she approached. "You look…" He looked her up and down excruciatingly slowly and Bridget felt a large stupid grin slid across her face. "Fantastic."
"Thanks, you too." Bridget knew she looked a lot better then she had when she had first visited Georgia. Her hair had been dyed then, and she had lost all of the extra weight since then. She knew she looked fantastic, but she'd hoped he'd say that anyway.
"Planning on playing soccer this year?"
"Heck yes!"
"Good, those boys need a player like you." Greta said. Bridget turned to her.
"Hi Greta." She said hugging her. Greta hugged back, and it was the perfect Grandmother Hug.
"How've you been?"
"All right. Sorry I couldn't make it for Christmas. Carmen's mother was getting married and—"
"Say no more. I understand." Bridget knew that she did.
"So anyways, about soccer" Billy said brightly.
Lena sighed. The store was completely empty. It had been empty all morning. She turned around to look through the window to the sidewalk outside, saw no one coming and turned around again. She had a doodle page in front of her, and feebly tried to further embellish the lavish title across it. There wasn't much she could do to embellish it and she let the pencil flop back onto the page.
The bell on the door tinkled and Lena shot up in her seat. A little boy was being dragged through by his mother, and Lena watched with interest as the mother attempted to find him some clothes. The boy was being very uncooperative and the entire incident ended with the child throwing a tantrum and his mother dragging him from the store without purchasing anything. Lena wondered if Tibby's sister was that bad.
Cat: Before my next update I need the names of Tibby's siblings. My sister stole my copy of the books so I can't look it up. If I don't get some form of REVIEW (that's a hint in case you didn't notice) I will make up a name like Rniosnergiosb. I think it is in your best interests to review. And thank you to anyone who has read is much of my story, I greatly appreciate it.