Eva Watson(22 y.o)
As I stared over at Andrew and Evelyn, I couldn't help to feel a tad bit envious. I loved my sister dearly, but I always wondered how my life would've turned out if I was more like her. Not only having beauty but brains as well. Being intellectual, attractive and already finding luck in her love life.
I decided to stop reflecting and enjoy the remainder of my night.
Thursday 11 A.M (Next Morning)
I woke up and sat up in the bed with an intense headache and an upset stomach. I then realize that I am downstairs in the guest room.
I dash over to the bathroom and threw up all over the toilet, realized afterward that my aiming was off terribly. I then sat down on the floor in frustration with a loud "THUMP!" (Although I am quite skinny, my surroundings somehow manage to vibrate.)
Evelyn then barged into the bathroom where I was. She must've thought that I fell and got hurt because she exhaled when she saw me."Ever heard of knocking before entering?" I joked.
"Funny. You should be thankful for a sister like me." Evelyn explained, "You were so drunk last night. Andrew had to assist me with you and had to tend to his best friend - Michael who somehow found himself in the same predicament, but much worse. He offered to follow us all the way home so that I wouldn't have to deal with getting you to bed alone. If you didn't notice, I also changed your clothes."
I was pretty surprised in myself. I never really got as drunk as Evelyn described - Except for that one time on vacation in The Bahamas, but that's a whole other story.
"Oh wow, I didn't know I put you two through so much trouble last night." I stated obliviously.
"Of course you wouldn't. You were completely out of it. Staggering, throwing up every second, laughing hysterically, cursing at random people...."
"Okay, okay Evelyn," I giggle. "I Understand. Thanks a bunch." I threw a kiss at her. "After I get all washed up, I'll call my chef as a reward. You can even invite Andrew and his bestfriend... Whatever's his name."
"Oooooh, I sense a spark." Evelyn replied annoyingly. She knows that I absolutely hate it when she tries to force feelings on me. I stare at her menacingly.
"Don't even start with that bull shit. Plus I don't even know the guy."
She snickers. I then go to the utility closet in the hallway for the cleaning supplies. Although I can afford a maid, I prefer to clean up after myself. It's just how my mother taught me. I then began to wipe up the mess I made, hoping that that was my last throw up session.
***
Bing! Bing! Bing!
Evelyn ran to the peep hole on the door. Glancing through, she saw a familiar face which was that of Eva's chef. Evelyn had seen her on a few occasions. She removed the gold plated night latch and turned the locks on the door. She then opened the door to allow the middle-age lady in."Good Evening." The chef said to Evelyn.
"Good Evening. My name is Evelyn, Eva's sister."
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Lavish
ChickLitEveryone thinks that Eva Watson's life is perfect. Being a well-off bikini model that has pretty much traveled the world at age 22, there is not much more one can ask for or so some may think. Eva on the other hand, knew that there was more to life...