GABBY
First of all, having Moe walk into my room when I'm trying on this sultry outfit for Crystal is totally embarrassing.
Second, apparently Joe, Dee and I are going to 'the lake' because there's a party happening. To be quite honest, the past few parties that have been going on over there I haven't gone to, but Dee convinced me about tonight. I haven't seen Moe since the whole hospital escapade happened, and don't get me started about the drama that happened that night. It was horrible.
Dad came home early tonight from the shop so he could watch Matty, since I've basically been taking care of Matty every day since my grandma passed. I don't mind it, he's actually a great little brother and I totally enjoy his company.
I'm wearing a distressed denim miniskirt with metallic stilettos and a black silk tank. I'm sitting in the back seat of Joe's car. We're drinking the entire way there, I have a bottle of tequila in a paper bag that I'm drinking out of, chasing it with a bottle of orange juice. I begin feeling less myself, everything starting to blur, I'm constantly laughing at Dee's jokes. Joe pulls up hastily. I trip getting out of the car and break a heel. Already.
"Woah there," one of Joe's friends say. There's a lot of guys staring at me, or at least I think they're staring at me—some even have the courage to talk to me. I just smile and talk. Dee is really nice and stays with me, while Joe goes to catch up with his buddies.
Dee and I pretty much drink ourselves away. I would stop earlier before I'm tripping over my own two feet but Dee says "bitch, drink the rest've that. You know we don't waste that kinda shit," and you know why she said it? Because if she is a good friend she would've taken it away but since she's my BEST friend—this is what we do for each other. After Dee is tripping over herself drunk, just like me, Dee decides to start making out with Joe in front of all of us. A little bit uncomfortable, but that's totally Dee anyways and I feel sort of alone, but I can't do anything about it. I take another gulp of tequila.
I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn around, it's Moe. Suddenly, I don't feel so alone anymore.
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Crystal Clear
ChickLitThe last thing Crystal wants is to be sent to some middle-of-nowhere town in, well, the middle of nowhere. Stuck in between a court case custody ruling, Crystal finds herself in a back-country community far from the Jersey lifestyle that she's used...
