Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better

Girls Night

"Do you own anything that isn't leather, blue jeans, or band tops?" Ashley asks from my closet.

"Not really." I admit sitting on my bed with Jillian and Jamie.

"No dresses for Jojo?" Jillian wonders and Jamie laughs.

"Have you met her?" She wonders.

"So how did the boys take you kicking them out of their home base?" Ashley wonders.

"Bobby and Bret didn't care, Rikki was mad we were taking his baby girl, CC was mad we were kicking him out of his apartment but got over it. Bee wasn't set of the whole Girls Night thing but she's here." Jamie laughs.

We talk for a while in my room, I start yawning often. I think Rikki was right (I'm not going to tell him that), I think I need sleep. I can't sleep if girlies are here, hopefully they get board with the whole idea and call it off. I know it's not going to happen but a girl can dream.

We order pizza and I play Jamie and Jillian in poker while Ashley paints her toes a deep ruby red. We eat quickly then go back to our game. Eventually we deal Ashley in, she only has so many toes. After play a couple hands and completely whipping Jamie, the door opens.

In walks my boys. Rikki comes up behind me and kisses my head while Bret, CC, and Bobby make themselves at home on the couches.

"We're crashing." Bret calls.

"Really?" Jillian asks.

"I live here." CC argues with a smile.

"What you playing?" Bobby wonders.

"Poker." Ashley answers and the boys light up.

"Deal me in." Bobby says pulling up the extra chairs.

"Me to." Bret calls.

"Make it three." CC agrees and I look up at Rikki.

"You gonna play to?" I wonder and he smiles.

"You're going down, baby." Rikki challenges.

"You're on, Rockett." I accept said challenge.

Everyone is out but CC and I. For as long as I can remember he's always said that girls can't play poker, I'm planning on proving him wrong here. An all spades royal flush, 10, Jack, Queen, King, Ace. CC can't have much that will top that. Rikki looks over at my cards and tries not to laugh. He shakes his head before looking over at CC.

"What ya got, Bee?" CC wonders.

"I don't think you wanna know." I admit and he gives me a look.

"Scared?" He wonders.

"The exact opposite, actually." I say as I lay my hand.

"Shit!" CC nearly yells. "How'd you do that?"

"It was the hand I was dealt." I say and he shakes his head.

"You cheated." He tells me and I shake my head.

"CC, I watched her pick up those cards. There's no way she cheated." Rikki tells him and I look over at him.

"Watched me, huh?" I smile. "Someone's crushing." He smiles before deciding he was going to play into this more.

Rikki puts his hand on his chest to mock pain.

"It pains me to admit." He says dramatically and I laugh, putting my forehead on his shoulder.

"Told you they were cute together." Jamie tells someone.

"I never doubted it." Jillian answers.

We spread out over the apartment, Bret and Bobby are at the table drinking, Ashley is painting CC's nails at the coffee table, Jamie and Jillian are talking music on the one couch, Rikki and I are laying on the other. Well Rikki is laying in the couch and I'm laying in him. Rikki plays with my hair and I yawn, he smiles.

"You're tired." He says quietly and I shake my head. "Now you're a liar to." He smiles.

"I'm not tired." I say and he shakes his head.

"Giving it your all 24/7 finally catching up to you, I see." Rikki smiles that perfect smile and I roll my eyes before shutting them. "Going to sleep then?"

"I'm not tired, I'm resting." I say and I can hear his smile boarden.

"Whatever you say, baby girl." Rikki says as I fall asleep.

CC

"I think Rikki and Bianca are out." Jamie say from the couch.

I look up from my blood red nails to see my sister and drummer asleep on the opposite couch. Bee's head is on his chest, facing the back of the couch. Rikki's head is on the arm of the couch facing up.

Bret gets up and swipes a hand in front of Rikki's closed eyes. He looks back at us.

"He's fucking out!" Bret yell/whispers.

"Where's that fucking pen?" Bobby wonders grabbing a Sharpie.

He starts to write 'Rikki's a fucking loser' on his forehead. Ashely and I go over to see what he's doing and she shakes her head.

"You're doing in wrong." She digs through her makeup bag and pulls out face paint. "Make him a clown."

"I wouldn't do that, Bee doesn't like clowns." I say and Bobby gives me a look.

"I thought you loved bothering your sister?" He wonders.

"I do but what happens when you back her into the corner?" I ask Jamie.

One thing we learned to live by that our grandpa taught us was don't back a Bee into a corner without expecting to get snug.

"You get punched in the mouth. Oh! Remember that time at camp?" Jamie wonders.

"Yeah, she knocked out my front tooth. Good thing it was a baby tooth." I recall the memory.

"Well I'm doing it." Bobby says taking the paint from Ashley.

"It's your funeral." I say.

We make Rikki look as much like a clown as possible. The words that Bobby wrote before hand still shine through the face paint. Even though I know it's signing my own death wish, I help them paint up our drummer.

We all go back to our usual activities and it's about an hour before we hear someone cussing so much you'd think we had a sailor in our group.

"Jesus fucking Christ!!"

Followed by a thump and:

"Son of a whore, mother fucker!" My twin says from the floor. She looks back at us. "Who?"

Bobby points at me, I point at Ashley, and Ashley points at Bobby. Bianca looks like she's coming for blood.

"I'm going to kill all three of you!" She nearly yells, getting up.

Bobby and Ashley make a brake for the door, I'm not far behind. The crazy part of it all, Rikki is still asleep on the couch.