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"Ok ladies, this is how we are doing it." Will requested as his three friends lounged around Grace's office. He grabbed the notepad from Karen's desk.
"Hey Chewbacca! That's mine!" Karen scowled.
"The only thing you use it for is rolling your stash." Will said, assessing himself in the mirror, slightly self conscious by Karen's stab at his hairiness. "I don't shave for one day and I am already a member of the Star Wars crew?"
Jack rolled his eyes. "Stop finding reasons to check yourself out, Five-o-clock Shadow, and tell us what this crap is about. I have people to ditch before the New Year begins and before your bash tonight or I am stuck with them forever."
Grace, through a mouthful of chicken sandwich piped up. "Yeah, and I have work to finish before tomorrow. I want to start the New Year with new projects."
"Ok Ok!" Will cried. "Just listen to me for a minute." He angrily distributed some paper to Karen, Jack and Grace before ripping off a few sheets for himself.
"Oh will you look at that? A minute's up!" Jack said, standing up. Will's icy look caused his face to drop as he sat down again.
"Each of us are going to write down our resolutions and goals for the New Year, because goals are just ideas until they are written down. I'll collect them and keep them since I am the only responsible one here."
"Sound's like something they do at 'Camp I'm-an-emotional-teenager-with-the-world-on-my-shoulders-and-I-am-the-only-one-with-problems'…a.k.a every camp." Grace scoffed.
The three groaned as they picked up pens and began to write. Will thought about his and scribbled his resolutions down also, before collecting the responses. He sorted through and read them.
Grace.
What I want for this year:
To make more money
To find a nice guy that is up to my standards and worth marriage
Guy must be either a killer chef or rich
Guy must only have FIVE fingers and FIVE toes and no other 'wierdnesses'
To visit gym more and eat less cake
To bake more, and NOT from packet mixes
To have a spiritual epiphany and become calm within myself
To not have to depend on Will
To laugh at least four times a day, starting the road to happiness and enlightening.
To get along with mother.
"Isn't that the same as every year, Grace?" Jack asked.
She squinted her eyes at him. "No! not…every year. I had a man last year."
Karen.
"Karen, there's nothing on here!" Will exclaimed, holding up the plan white sheet of paper.
"Yeah, honey…I don't write things down…ever!"
"Why?"
"Safety precaution. If there's nothing written down, they have nothing on me…"
Will screwed up his nose as Karen continued.
"…also, they're onto me. There was this girl at my door last night that was apparently looking for me...Gee they start them young these day don't they?"
Grace thought for a second. Young girl? Looking for Karen? Christmas? My gosh! I totally forgot about that!
Jack.
I'm impressed Will. Nice cover up. I think you and I both know what this really is about. You want the window to MY soul and my autograph. Good try, Mr. Cellophane! Anyway this is what I hope for as of tomorrow:
A nice man or 12
Blonde highlights
To gain an accent of some sort…preferably British or Spanish
To be the God-Daddy of Britney's forthcoming child
To comb Paris Hilton's hair, once, to see if it is real.
To bring Will back down to earth about his looks.
To tease Grace as much as possible.
To constantly wear white
To track down whoever it was that stole my Jockstrap at the gym…and sleep with him.
"Wow, those are some real goals, Jack." Will said sarcastically.
"I know, I am artistically deep. I should make a film about the complexity of my mind and enter it into a film festival.
"The one for 'Short-films?'" Will snickered.
"Go into your corner and resume dying bitter, arrogant and alone will you please?" Jack snapped. He let a tiny grin cross his face as he watched Will roll his eyes. Got him!
Will.
My resolutions and things I want to achieve next year:
To be happier in my job.
To fix up the apartment
To not get involved in a complicated relationship, no matter what costs.
To not get involved in a serious relationship, unless 'the one' comes along.
To help all my friends
To buy a new shirt every month
To be happy.
Jack cocked his head to the side as his blue eyes settled on Will, who had just finished reading out his aims for the oncoming year. To be happy? He thought to himself. I didn't know he was 'unhappy'. An eerie sadness seeped in and curled its long fingers around his heart. He thought about trying to set Vince and Will up again, to you know, help him but strangely, the thought caused him to shudder.
"Hey loving you all besides Will and Grace, but I gotta go. A lady needs hours of preparation for events like tonight's party. Toodloo." Jack said quickly, walking towards the door.
Grace scoffed. "I'm just shoving on a dress from whatever is in my closet."
"Yes Grace, but the difference is, you are just a girl. Not yet a woman…"
"Please shut him out before he sings the downfall of Britney's career" Will begged.
Jack poked his tongue out and left. Karen slammed the door shut.
"Uh, Will…Grace…what exactly is going on tonight?" She asked.
The two sighed loudly as they began to explain the nights details, for the 7th time.
Next Chapter: The New Year's Eve Party...
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