4 Best Bitches

Favorite Bite

Saturday...
Jen: Ready?
Jace: Yeah. Are you sure you want me there?
Jen: Of course, your the dad. Wether you like it or not.
Jace: I guess your right.
Jen: Now let's go before we're late

On oovoo...
Taylor: Add Jen!
Rachael: No she's having a chEck up on the baby today
Taylor: Oh yeah, it's been two months
Cassy: Am I usually ok with stuff like this
Rachael: Depends what you mean
Cassy: Like, Jen and Jace being alone without me
Taylor: when it was about the baby you didn't seem to mind
Cassy: oh, ok
Taylor: But I think you just hid your worries

Rachael: I'm surprised she's not pissed at YOU
Cassy: It's not my fault he didn't like her
Taylor: You stole her mother fucking boyfriend!
Cassy: Did I really
Rachael: Not exactly. He did break up with her first
Taylor: Bull shit! They were totally in a relationship before he grew a dick and broke up with Jen.
Cassy: I know Cassy enough to know she wouldn't do that
Rachael: We all know you wouldn't help someone cheat. She was cheated on before, but either way if you stole my boyfriend I would be pissed

Cassy: I don't remember enough to argue. So... pickles
Rachael: Pickles!
Taylor: Chocolate!
Cassy: What does chocolate have to do with pickles?
Taylor: They were your favorite foods
Cassy: Ew that sounds like a terrible combination
Rachael: you didn't have them together, obviously
Cassy: Oh
Taylor: Go get chocolate!
Rachael: And pickles!
Taylor: Now
Cassy: Damn. Ok, I'll go get some freaking pickles
Taylor: Don't forget chocolate!
Cassy: For God sake there is a bag right here in my room
Taylor: oh right

Cassy flew up and swung the door shut behind her. It took about two minutes until she realized were the pickle jar was. Then she trolled back up the stairs and entered her room.
Cassy: It won't open
Taylor: Ask your brother to do it
Cassy: Which one
Rachael: Your older, duh
Cassy: Ok, his is the room across from mine right?
Rachael: yep
Taylor rolled her eyes and Cassy once again was out the door. She knocked on her older brothers door. He opens it, looked at the pickle jar, at her, and then once again at the pickles grasping the jar.
Hayden: Here
Cassy: How did you know?
Hayden: you always come to me to open the pickle jar.
Cassy: Ok, well thanks

Cassy darted back in her room.
Cassy: pickles or chocolate first?
Taylor: Pickles, dessert is last.
Cassy: k
She pulled out one of the top pickles with a fork and sunk her teeth into it, taking a bite.