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    The Masquerade

    "OH MY GOD! Nic it’s really you!" Screamed that insane southern voice again.

    "Who is this? Wait I recognize that insane and demented southern drawl. Hello Mary Cherry"

    "OH ha ha Nicole! But I can not see how it’s funny that only two years out of High school and you’re…WORKING!" Mary Cherry said, gasping.

    Nic rolled her eyes and blew on her nails. "It’s hardly as bad as you like to think. I own this place."

    "I know but still…"

    Trying to change the subject for her clearly upset friend, Nic says, "So what do you want? Why did you call me, MC?"

    "What do I want…What do you mean, ‘What do I wa…OH! Why I called you! I wanted to know what you’re wearing."

    "Umm…MC I’m not going to help you get off on some freaky fantasy you have involving me…" Nic said slowly.

    "No not now silly! I meant to the Masquerade slash Two Year reunion slash PARTAY! Of course" Mary Cherry said suddenly excited.

    "Huh" was all Nic could say.

    "Oh Nic, don’t act like you don’t know about it! So what are you wearing?!"

    "Ok, 1. I didn’t know. 2. When is it? And 3. Who put it together?" Nic said hoping that if she broke it down she might actually get the answers from the Texan.

    "Ok, 1. Sure you didn’t. 2. Well….in two days and 3. Brookie!"

    "Figures. Have you forgotten that I stopped talking to Brooke McQueen after Grad night?" Nic’s disdain for the other blonde showing in how she practically spit out her name as if it were the worst tasting wine to have ever graced the earth.

    "What why?" Merry Cherry all but screamed into the phone because she just now realized she could have taken Nic’s spot as Best Friend to Brooke long ago.

    "Doesn’t matter. What are you wearing to the dance?" She knew the transition wasn’t as smooth as she would have liked but it was better then explaining how betrayed she felt when she saw Brooke kiss Sam two years before.

    "Why I’m glad you asked Nic because I need your expert clothing advice. I have two costumes. Should I go with the cow, or the lobster?"

    Nic rolled her eyes at the ridiculousness of her friend. "Are you serious?"

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