"Billie..."
"Billie..."
"Billie..."
Billie rolled over in her bed, opening her eyes slowly, almost getting blinded by the light in her white room. "Alex?" She whispered hopefully, like a lovesick high school girl. "No, silly! It's Mya! Come on, we have to get facials! It's the big day, baby!" Mya squealed, jumping on the bed. Billie groaned, holding her aching head as the alcohol consumption from last nights bacholorette party had not yet subsided.
"Please. stop." Mya did stop, by throwing herself against the bed to lay next to her best girl friend. "Oh, come on B. You can't still be drunk, can you?" Billie bit her lip. Shots with Shelly, margaritas with Christy, sex on the beach with Traci, long island ice tea with Gail and some straight jack with Jess.
"Maybe a little." "Come on, get dressed. We're spending the whole day together!" Mya grinned. Billie looked back at the blonde bombshell sitting on her bed and smiled. "Oh, goody." The prospect of spending the entire day with that girl scared the shit out of her.
Billie got up and walked into the bathroom, pulling her hair out of the high ponytail she had it in. "Hey, did anything happen with Chris the other day Bee?" Mya yelled, while pulling a magazine out of her bag. Billie froze in front of the mirror as she heard it. "What!?" She replied.
"I dunno, he's just being really weird. Like all lovey-dovey and stuff. Weird, right?" Her laugh echoed into the bathroom. Billie laughed along and rested her hands on the basin, letting out a slow steady breath. "Hooooolllllyyy shiittttt."
