I skipped around the house about several times. I watched the chefs prepare. I watched men bring clothes in for Amber, Meghan, and I to wear. I watch James watch television. I watched Meghan try on makeup styles. I watched Kim clean my bathroom.
I’m bored and couldn’t wait for Amber to come. I was getting restless, I couldn’t keep still for more than a minute. I hadn’t seen my best friend for about two weeks, and she decides to be late.
I walked in my room for about the fifth time. “What the hell do you want?” James yelled at me.
Last time I came in here he told me to rub his aching stomach. For a while I rubbed his stomach then I started playing with his hair. Eventually his hair was a ball of mess and separated into three braids. I could tell he was already getting angry with me.
“Gee sorry, I need to entertain myself before I die.” I sat on the edge of the bed where James’ feet were dangling off the edge.
“Then why don’t you just go die?” He asked me.
“You’d miss me to much.”
“I’d miss your boobs to much,” He replied and gave me another wink. I chuckled and looked around the room. There was nothing to do. I had to wait till Terrance and Gavin were here or I had to wait till Amber showed up. I gave a big sigh, to show James I was bored.
I decided to entertain myself with annoying James. “James, you should get a hair cut.” I bend over and petted his soft dark brown hair. I honestly didn’t want him to ever cut his hair. It was the perfect length and the perfect shagginess.
“You ever come close to my head with a pair of scissors your dead,” he told me, then shook his head to get my hand off his head.
“You need a nickname. I don’t like the name James.” I told him.
“I don’t like the name Ever, but I have to call you that, don’t I?” He asked.
“Yeah, but I‘m going to call you Jamie,” I continued to pet his hair. He actually let me this time.
“If you call me Jamie I’m calling you Jacquelyn.” He answered me.
“If you call me Jacquelyn then I’m calling you Lovett.” He responded with a growl.
“Fine we each use or horrible middle names.” I agreed with him.
Within a few minutes of James and me calling each other by our middle names, Kim came into the room. “Didn’t I tell you to knock?” He asked rudely.
“Do be rude. Its okay Kimmy. What’s going on?” I asked her.
“All of the guests have arrived.” Muttered and looked down and her ratted shoes. I squealed and jumped off the bed. I took James and Kim by the hand.
“I want you guys to meet Amber.” I told them as we rushed down stairs. I heard Kim and James groan in unison. We finally reached to the bottom of the stairs and I saw Amber standing by the door with her bags in her hands and looking up at the ceiling in awe. “Amber!” I yelled and ran up to her.
Amber dropped down her bags and picked me up as I rushed into her arms. I held tight onto her neck to make sure I wouldn’t fall. “Ever, Hun. I’ve missed you.” We pulled apart, then without looking at each other embraced each other again. Amber pulled away from me but kept her hands at my waist and looked at me. “About the kicking your ass to next Friday, sorry I said that. How about kicking your ass till the next time we see each other.”
I gave her smile then took her by the hand. “This is Kim.” I said, pointing to the mousey brown haired girl looking at her shoes. “She’s shy,” I whispered to Amber, but loud enough so Kim could hear. Amber nodded and smiled at Kim, she gave a half one back.
