Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. i simply want the pants to make my butt look cute...
London
Bridget gathered her luggage and hugged her fellow team members goodbye before heading through the terminal gates to catch her plane to New York. As she walked she thought of The Pants. She realized it was ten years since she had seen her friends and she wondered what had changed for them. After the fight, she packed her things and took off to England to join up with a soccer team. It had taken her ages to get used to them calling it football. She smiled to herself before settling in her plane seat. She looked out the window and thought of her family. Her father had died about a month before the fight, probably sparking Bridget's anger during the fight. And her brother had already left for college. There was nothing to go back to. No money, no family no nothing. Before she could realize it she felt warm salty tears slide down her face. She missed Tibby, Carmen and Lena. She missed Eric. She hardly noticed the weight of her seatmate pressing into the chair next to her, and sniffled, trying to recover herself before she started sobbing. She blinked back more tears and turned to the person beside her. Then her jaw dropped. There he was, the one who took her innocence, the one she loved, the one who she never wanted to see again, those deep eyes boring a hole into hers. It was Eric. Eric was here. His strong hands wiped her tears away, and she nuzzled her head into the strong palm of his hand.
"I've missed you" he said with a soft smile. "I've looked for you all over Europe, but every time I got there you had already left."
"I'm sorry… for everything… I…I mean it." Bridget said her resolve to be strong fading with every caress of his thumb on her cheek. His look told her not to worry about anything, and then she leaned into his chest and let him wrap his strong tanned arm around her as they flew onward to New York. The place she could try again. The place where Tibby could take care of her.
Greece
Lena coughed and pressed her hand to her stomach. She had been holding her breakfast down all morning and didn't want it to start coming up now. She was worried, very worried. There had been rumor of a massive storm in Puerto Rico, and she hadn't gotten a call from Carmen yet, and she had been waiting at the airport all day. C'mon Carma, I know you can get here soon! She thought to herself. She looked around and soon saw a curvy woman with dark skin and sleek black curls falling on her shoulders. She was wearing a long flowing purple skirt that fluttered as she walked, with strappy black sandals, and a purple tank top with a large butterfly on the front of it. She turned to Lena and smiled a slow smile, her white teeth showing between to pink colored lips. Lena dropped her bag and ran towards her, with strong tanned legs coming from under a pair of shorts and long arms swinging as they came out of the sleeves of her pale blue tank top. They met each other halfway and embraced. The hug seemed to last forever, and then the tears started to flow. Carmen pulled away from Lena and coughed heavily into her arm. Lena looked on in confusion and sadness as her dear friend Carmen had a coughing fit.
"Nothing to worry about Len Len, I'm just a little sick… Don't worry I'll be fine." Lena let her worried frown drop from her face at the sound of her old nickname. She grabbed some of Carmen's bags, and led her out of the airport. As they walked, they both calmed each other with smiles and catching up.
"So Carmen, Are you going to be my Maid of Honor?"
"What? You're getting married?" Carmen cried "Tell me everything that's been going on with you."
"Well, I've been planning my wedding with Kostos, and I've graduated and then some from a few art schools. I have a few pieces on exhibit in some private art collections. I own the home my grandmother owned, and I'm wondering if I'm expecting! There's so much I've wanted to talk to you about. Like that silly fight I mean really what" she stopped speaking suddenly "Carmen what's wrong? Are you okay? Carmen?" She rushed around to the nearest store and sent out for an ambulance. Then she rushed back to Carmen's pale, unconscious side, on the busy Grecian street.
New York
Tibby hadn't expected that call. It was the kind of call that made you wonder whether or not you made it up. She answered it because it was a private number. Had she known who was on the other end she might have slammed the phone down. You fool! Bridget's betrayed you once! I mean, she attached herself to Brian because he felt for her. Only because he felt sorry because of her dad and Eric, and everything else that happened to her. Don't you see? She'll come back and they'll end up in bed together like it happened ten years ago. Even thought she had Eric. I don't even know why you said you'd let her stay! Tibby furiously yelled at herself. Brian looked around confused because it wasn't even 9:30 and Tibby was already mad at herself for something. As she slammed a pot into the sink, he stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her stomach. She twisted her head back a little to see him and he kissed her neck.
"Brian…"Tibby cautiously spoke
"mmm…?" Brian mumbled back..., intent upon getting her to relax.
"Would you be okay with it if I invited Bridget and Eric to stay with us for a while? I mean she has nowhere to stay and they're in New York and I kind of miss her." Tibby mumbled this all out in a rush, instantly ashamed that she felt she needed permission to invite people to stay.
"Tibs…" Brian started out with "I'm still sorry about that. But we're going to be married almost a year now. I think it's time that you and Bridget forgave each other. Just as you've forgiven me." At this, Tibby smiled and kissed her husband on the nose before pulling him back into their cramped, messy, perfect bedroom.
Okay... I know this is a little weird now... just tell me what you really like and i'll add more... i'll get a bit more Kostos/Lena, Bridget/Eric, Brian/Tibby, And Carmen/Unknown person (reserved for next chapter) soon. Now that the girls are only in two places it'll be easier to write about them alone. So I'll probably just label each section with their names instead of locations...please review and let me know what you think... this is my first so be honest!