**THE HANGOVER SCENE**
Even though I only drank three beers, and they were small, I still have a major hangover. My head feels ready to cave in, I don’t want to move, and every time I see light I want to run to Dracula’s castle.
Tammy opens the door to our room, shutting it gently. I guess she’s the only smart one in the house to realize I’m nursing a hangover. “Got drunk last night, huh?”
“Yep.”
“Nobody knows except for Scene?”
“Yep.”
“Want some Advil?”
“Yep.”
I can already see her wicked grin. “I’ll be right back.”
She slams the door this time, shooting a sharp pain from the middle of my head. I groan loudly, tossing all of my covers over my head. When Scene and I got back to the cabin last night, everybody was asleep. I didn’t bother to check the time, either; I just went straight to bed. I wonder if Scene has a hangover…
No, he doesn’t. He told me last night that he wasn’t drunk. I guess I was, but just a little bit. I still remember the game we played vividly. And what he said to me out on the porch. Angelica Strippi is one nasty girl, I knew it from the start. And it doesn’t help that my little sister has a damn nickname for her.
Tammy comes back in, kicking the door shut. “Here.”
I toss the blankets back over my head, slowly sitting up. I don’t open my eyes as I blindly reach for the two tiny pills. She thrusts a cup of cold water into my hands. I take it gratefully and swallow the Advil. “God, I feel terrible.”
“You look terrible too,” She snorts. “The family is going out to eat for lunch, then I think we’re going on some forest tour. Should I tell them you’re sick with a fever, or what?”
I ponder on it for a couple of seconds. “Tell them some guy sneezed on me at the party and he must’ve gotten me sick.”
“Alright. Bye, Pia.”
“See you.”
The cabin gets silent and I smile, curling up into the pillows. It’s only me and I can chill for the day with my hangover. Hopefully it goes away soon and I don’t have any suspicion on my back later.
I hear the door creak open again. I thought they left already. “What’d they say, Tammy?”
“They said that someone should stay here to look after you and I volunteered.”
I jump at the rough voice. I open my eyes and squint to see Scene smirking back at me. My body relaxes and I flop back onto my bed. “Go away!”
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The Jersey Girl
Romance'Scene doesn’t even acknowledge that Angelica, his girlfriend of two years, is in the room, watching us make out against my fake boyfriend’s kitchen wall. Wow, my life is screwed up with a capital S.' Pia Lombardi hates New Jersey. Period. When she...
