The Ridge Farm Summer

Mimosas By the Pool

Greg flipped on the lights after sliding the barn door open. The large fluorescent bulbs took a moment to flicker on and radiate their silver glow. The barn had a loft overhead that appeared to be used for hay at one time. There was a clear sound wall with several large mixing boards behind it. The equipment had been unloaded and set up the night before and so Greg wanted to familiarize everyone with the basics of recording. The night before, Freddie, Brian, John and Roger had met a guy named Mike. Mike was the soundboard operator and mechanic at the farm. He was here today and would be sitting in on each session since no one else had a clue what to do with a soundboard.

 The plan was to begin rehearsing after going over everything necessary with Mike. As for myself, Chrissie, Veronica and Vivienne? Well, we had plans of our own and it included mimosas by the pool and magazines. We had all been quite tired the night before but were feeling so refreshed today. The summer air teased the water on the pool. “For you!” I poured champagne into the orange juice and handed it over to Veronica.

 “Thank you.” Veronica said. My swimsuit cover-up fluttered in the breeze. I took another flute and poured champagne and orange juice into it, handing it over to Chrissie.

 “Oh my…what if I’m hammered by noon?” Chrissie laughed.

 “I hope to be!” I told her. “Vivienne, can I interest you in a mimosa?”

 “Sure! I’ll take one!” I noticed that Vivienne moved her lounging chair closer to mine.

 “Lydia, is it true that you won Grand Champion at four different horse shows in one year?!” Vivienne eagerly asked. I finished filling up her mimosa and handed it over.

 “That’s true.” I didn’t elaborate on anything.

 “Oh my goodness! That’s so amazing. And Lydia, your swimwear…wow! I wish I had somethin’ like this.” I could feel Vivienne pet my black chiffon as I handed her the mimosa. I didn’t really know what to say to her except to thank her.

 “Alright, ladies. A toast…though I really, really wish that Freddie’s girlfriend were here! We simply must meet her! That’s okay though…we can always have round two beside the pool after she gets here tomorrow. So, what are we drinkin’ to?” I asked.

 “Uuuhhhh…oh! To strippin’ off these cover-ups and warmin’ up under this sun!” Veronica said standing up and letting her swimsuit coverup fall off her shoulders.

 “Hell yeah!” I clanged the edge of my glass into Veronica’s and Vivienne stood up enthusiastically and clanged her glass into mine. I noticed that she had very pretty blonde hair.

 “I like your hair. It’s very nice.” I assured her. She very much enjoyed that compliment, as her face lit up like a diamond. “Come on Chrissie!” I encouraged her, seeing as she was still covered up and I had just untied my black chiffon.

 “Lydia! Vivienne’s father just came up the gravel road!” Chrissie hissed softly.

 “I know…I’m wavin’ at him.” I said nodding my head at him and holding my champagne flute in the air. Vivienne rolled her eyes.