Chapter 5 – Alcohol: Misery’s Best Friend

The boat looked huge next to the dock. Two tall, lean women walked along the dock next to it, both with short, brown shaggy-styled hair. Both wearing the same dress-shirt with the same tie, as well as the same low-cut ripped jeans and Aviator Sunglasses. A shorter woman walked with them. She had on a sun dress and big pink sunglasses. They walked up to the entrance of the boat and waved their tickets at the guard who nodded and they walked up the ramp, into the boat’s lobby that was swarming with women. Nearly everyone turned to look as these beauties crossed their path, walking up to the desk.  The receptionist smiled.

Shane: Hi.

Shane looked down at the woman’s name tag.

Shane: Cheryl.

The woman blushed.

Cheryl: What name is it under?

Shane: McCutcheon.

Cheryl typed some keys in the computer then handed Shane three keys.

Cheryl: Here you go, suite 106. Have a great stay Mrs. McCutcheon.

Shane turned around just as a twenty something year old screamed and ran across the lobby at Alex. She had a magazine in her hand. Alex looked startled as the girl hugged her, she hastily hugged back.

Girl: Oh My GOD! ALEX MCCUTCHEON! You’re sooo dreamy!! Oh my God, will you sign my magazine?

She held it up and Alex shrugged.

Alex: Sure, what’s your name?

Alex took the magazine and the marker the girl was holding.

Girl: Alie, Alie Peterson

Alex: Alie, I like that name.

Alie: I like your name… Alex I could say it forever, Alex, I say it in my sleep, in the shower. Can you sign my chest?

The girl started to open her shirt and Alex put her hands out, and turned her head.

Alex: Thanks for the support Alie, but I umm I really think I’m gonna have to stop at the magazine.

Alice: Alex, we should get to the room.

Alex turned to Alie.

Alex: It really was nice to meet you.

Then Shane walked up to the two as the girl turned and left.

Alice: Well aren’t you just the latest celebrity.