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    If It Was You – Monday, Monday, Monday

    If It Was You – Chapter I

     

     

     

    Monday, Monday, Monday

     

    –San Francisco–

     

     

    Tina woke up feeling unusually sluggish on a foggy yet beautiful Monday morning in the city by the bay. Perhaps it was because her best friend Tegan once again dragged her to some crazy boy club in the Castro on one of her DJ gigs, or adventures she liked to call them. Tina usually liked to go to bed early on Sundays and go for an early run in Golden Gate Park before she started her week. Today that wouldn’t happen. Today, Tina had a hangover. Hangovers aren’t good.

     

    Tina was feeling pressure from her mom to graduate with the best possible grades to ensure her easy transition into the real world and into a well paying career even though she never liked her daughters choice of major. Tina was nowhere near perfect but wanted badly just to make her family proud of her. Her brother Gavin was been her roll model since she could remember. He was already married to a lovely woman and had a great job in Public Relations. Everything seemed perfect for him and that is exactly what Tina wanted. It’s what she needed. Therefore, this little night out was needed to relieve some stress. The Hangover however was not.

     

    I Don’t even know why I drink. It always ends up the same. I can’t remember what ridiculous things I may or may not have done and I feel like shit in the morning. I lifted my head slowly to try to keep my brain from slamming into the sides of my head. Didn’t work. I think this time might be the time it actually explodes.

    Where are my cloths? What the hell? I caught a glimpse of my face in the mirror that was mounted on the back of my door. My hair looked insane! Almost as if I poured an entire tube of hair wax on just the left side of my head then electrocuted myself. I didn’t know hair could look like that.

    I crept around my room bent over like an addict being careful not to rouse my nauseated stomach. I found some clothes to put on, not the clothes I wore out last night, that my friend, is still a mystery.

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    1. Well I think we know that Audra wasn’t the one for B…now does T know yet that she is gay & is she out like her friend Tegan? Can’t wait for the inevitable meeting in SF!!

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