The Social Gods | On Hold

10

I decided that I would avoid my friends until the girls got here. I didn’t want to do anything that would inter fear with the devious plan I knew they concocted on the plane ride over here. Even though they all were on different flights I had received a load of text messages that would suggested they were all talking. The messages were all random too, for instance Bethany had texted me asking if I would rather have caramel syrup poured all over me or chocolate syrup. This was honestly a hard question to answer. See if you had caramel syrup all over you, you would be all sticky and icky. However, if you had chocolate syrup all over you it could ruin your clothes and it would also be sticky. 

I went with caramel because I don’t know if that would stain my clothes. 

I am currently standing in front of the airport in front of my Range Rover waiting for my friends to come out. I think that Kelly or Bethany will be the first to arrive because their parents do everything in a fast pace. 

A loud high pitch scream sounds from from left. I turn to see Kelly running towards me. She is wearing a low cut white dress that is cinched at the waist. She carried a pastel pink Coach tote bag. She wore her golden blonde hair down in light be achy waves. Kelly was the first of us to leave London and she looked absolutely stunning. No, she was not the skinniest girl ever but she did have the perfect hour glass figure. And if her looks didn’t make you want to be friend her, her personality surely would. She was nothing less than bubbly, Colbie Caillat has nothing on Kelly. 

“Omg Nicole! I missed you so so so so much!” She threw her arms around me and engulfed me in the biggest hug of my life, I kid you not. Kelly’s hugs are the best hugs ever, they are filled with nothing but love and true happiness. 

“Okay so Bethany will probably arrive next and then Anabelle will arrive last of course! But I have been told to prep you, the second everyone is here the plan begins. I mean every detail of what we do once they arrive is planned — um excuse me sir shouldn’t you be putting the bags in the trunk or something? “ She says to the attendant standing behind her luggage cart. Okay so Kelly is usually the sweetest girl ever but when she sees people not being productive her inner bitch begins to surface. Usually her bitchiness fades quickly. 

“Hey sluts!” Bethany called. 

A high pitch squeal escaped Kelly lips as she jumps into Bethany’s arms. Unlike Kelly Bethany only has one bright red Nike duffle bag. 

“Is that all you brought?” I asked as the baggage handler began to walk away. Kelly quickly stopped him and handed him a hundred dollar bill “Thank you sir, I would’ve given you more if you weren’t slaking off in the beginning.”  With a hair flip Kelly dismissed the handler. 

“Yes this is all I brought for now, if I need more I’ll just send for it.” Bethany shrugged, “Okay if Anabelle doesn’t hurry the fuck up I’m going to lose my shit I swear.” 

“Oh come on Beth, it isn’t that early its almost ten!” Kelly said loudly but it came out somewhat soothing. 

“Ugh Kelly I know but I was so excited I barely got any sleep last night, I stayed up tossing and turning.” Bethany crossed her arms with a sigh, “Can I sleep in your car for a little bit, I know that may mess up the plan a little but I just need a good power nap.” Before me or Kelly could answer Bethany was opening the backseat door to the car and throwing her bag in. 

“Well I suppose you won’t be taking no for an answer then.” Kelly said as Bethany shut the back seat door. 

Kelly and I waited outside the car watching people say their goodbyes and hellos. We were halfway through our game of guessing what the people were doing at the airport when Anabelle came threw the sliding doors yelling that the baggage handler. 

“I swear to what ever fucking God you believe in that if you drop anyone of my bags I will cut your dick off and feed it my alligator! I am never flying commercial ever again!” The handler didn’t respond yet he looked scared out of his mind. He quickly and might I say carefully loaded Anabelle’s bags into the trunk. Anabelle eyed him as he placed the bags in the care. Once he finished she finally acknowledged our presence. 

“Babes!” She said cheerfully. “Where the hell is Bethany, she nagged me about being late yet I don’t see her anywhere. As if Bethany could sense someone talking about her she swung open the backseat door “Bitch shut up, you took so long I took a bloody nap, now get your asses in the care.” 

I love Bethany so much. She sometimes uses British slang even though she is not British. Her skin is a dark caramel and she has freckles under her eyes yet they are barely noticeable. She usually dresses in Nike sweatpants or something from the Pink store. Yet, if she really wants to she can pull off a Valentino dress like she was born in it. Bethany’s hair is usually in crazy tight curls that are a light brown almost blonde. But let me tell you when she straightens her hair you would think it was naturally straight, 

“Wait, What’s the plan?” I asked as they all shared glances at each other with the same big grin on their face.

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