Who’s got that note?” One of the other girls held out the scrap of paper I’d written my address on. “So, you’ll take care of her, right?” ...he shoved a semi-conscious Cheryl into my arms and waved as the three staggered down the hall. Apparently, they’d been out celebrating the end of exams the same way I had. Only more so.I just stood there holding Cheryl in my arms trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do.“Bed?” she mumbled. I looked at my room. There was nothing but a bare. The situation was surreal to the point of comedy. Peach sat there,doling out plates, napkins, and pizza to the family from the body of herson. Ginger, even in the body of a 48-year old man, looked every bit thetired teenager that she truly was. Paul, conversely sat at the head ofthe table with his great posture, but at a meager 5'3", the scene gaveBarry a smirk. Barry made his way to the table, joining the mismatchedfamily."Thanks, mom," he said.Paul had the metallic box in his hand, still. I sent my location after some time she reached my home ..I welcomed her she was happy and too hot . She then asked about my mom, I said to her that she just went out buy vegetables ….She said ok then we continued with the subject after finishing some portions we started watching television .We both were sitting in sofa, she again asked why ur mom didn’t turn up yet and asked me to ring and ask her , I said I know about my mom she’ll do some shopping and will be late by 4-5 hours ….She laughed. “Annnndddd...” Jess thought some more. “Well, we have to invite the other Maid of Honor, too.” She jerked her head in my direction.“Absolutely!” Emma agreed.Up to that point, I’d been sitting off to the side, mostly ignoring them as I idly scrolled through Facebook on my phone. But the mention of “Maid of Honor” caused me to look up.“Hey,” I began. “I don’t want to intrude on your girls-night-out. I can sit this one out.”“Oh, no. I don’t think so,” Jess said, shaking her head slowly. “I’m going.