| �Speaking of her, she�s by herself,� he said. Nick got up and started walking away. �Later you two,� he said, walking over to Stephanie. Brian sat down and looked at me. �How are you doing?� he asked me. �I�m fine. It�s been awhile since I had that feeling.� �That�s good. So, you and AJ getting along okay?� �I suppose. We haven�t talked in a while and we haven�t done anything.� �How come?� �Cause we don�t have the energy. So, basically the only time we see each other is when we are working.� �Oh,� but before he could say anything else, we landed in Zurich, Switzerland. I grabbed my stuff, and in the process, bumped into AJ. �Sorry AJ.� �It�s okay Resa.� I was grabbing my purse when Shannon called my name. �What girl?� �You know, your birthday is very soon. You�ll be 23, right?� �Oh, fuck off Squeaky,� I yelled. I finished getting my stuff and got off the plane. �Okay, you guys, I want to throw a surprise party for Resa. But, you guys have a concert in Austria. What can we do?� Shannon asked the guys. �Well, we could always do something at the concert. Then, like go to the club or something,� Howie suggested. �Okay, sounds like a plan then. She�s going to love it,� Shannon said. The guys nodded their heads and walked off the plane. �Took you guys long enough,� I mumbled. �Sorry, we were planning something,� Shannon said, leaning against AJ. �Whatever! Come on, let�s go. We have to get ready for the concert.� �She�s worse than Fatima,� Nick said. I turned around and glared at him. �You are sweetie,� Howie whispered in my ear. �Watch it baby, you might regret saying that.� We finally reached the limo and climbed in. �You really wouldn�t let me suffer would you?� Howie asked, grabbing my hand. I shrugged my shoulders and rested my head on his shoulder. I glanced over at Shannon and all of a sudden, got an idea. �Shannon, a tat.� �Which kind?� �An arm band, saying 9 inches.� She looked at me and both cracked up laughing. �And then what am I supposed to get?� I looked at her and at the same time, we shouted �do you think it�s going to fit?� We busted out laughing again. �Did we miss something?� Kevin asked. I finally stopped and looked at him. �No, another inside joke. Do you want to Squeaky?� �Yeah, we�ll get it done.� �You know, I�m seeing you two in clothes that show off your tattoos. And I�m wondering what they all mean,� Nick said. �They�re just either inside jokes or things we love,� I said. We finally reached the arena and climbed out. I waited for Nick and smiled when he climbed out. �If you really want to know, then we�ll tell you later, kay?� �Yeah, that�s fine.� �Okay. Hey Nick?� �What?� �Tag, your it.� I slapped his arm and started running away. �Hey! That�s not fair. You bitch,� he yelled. I finally caught up to the rest of the guys and ran up to Kevin. �Kevy, stop the mad man. He�s trying to tag me.� �Stop girl. I�m not going to protect you. You�re a big girl,� he said, moving to the other side. I stopped walking and just looked at him. �You meanie.� I turned around and the next thing I knew, was Nick tackling me and then tickling me. �Nick, really, stop please?� I begged, squirming. �God, you two are so immature,� Shannon said, watching the whole thing. �That they are,� Ramon said, walking into the arena. Nick finally stopped and helped me off the ground. �I thought you were going to stay home?� I asked, walking up to him and giving him a hug. �Roxanne was being a bitch, so I didn�t feel like hearing it,� he said, hugging me back. �What else is knew,� Shannon said. �Come on you guys, get your asses in gear,� Fatima said, coming from the arena. �You guys have a lot of practicing to do.� �Whatever,� I heard Nick mumble. We just nodded our heads and followed her to the stage. I unlocked the door to mine and Howie�s hotel room and headed straight for the bathroom. Howie knocked on the door. �Theresa, are you okay? You�ve been throwing up a lot.� �I�m fine D. I just ate something.� �Okay,� he said. I heard him going into the kitchen and grabbed something. I cleaned myself up and looked at myself in the mirror. �Good Lord, I can�t be having any kids,� I thought. I sighed and stepped out of the bathroom. I walked into the kitchen and saw Howie pouring some Sprite for me. �Feeling better?� �Yeah, I am. Thanks babe.� �No problem sweetie.� He handed me the soda and we walked over to the couch. We sat down and turned on the TV. I leaned my head against Howie�s shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me. I closed my eyes, a small smile on my face. I woke up and heard everyone talking. I walked out of the bedroom and plopped down on the couch. I noticed Shannon in the kitchen getting something. �Hey Squeaky?� I yelled. Everyone just looked at me, slowly stopping their conversation. �What Resa?� �Do you think that when a French woman is having an orgasm, she�s screaming qui or yes?� She walked out of the kitchen , a very amused look on her face. �And would a Russian scream out da?� With that we busted out laughing. �Well, I know Hispanic�s scream out si,� D said. I just looked at him and busted out laughing. �God, you two have a very sick mind,� Kevin said, trying not to laugh. �Yeah, so?� Shannon and I said at the same time. �Just think Boo. You�re with a woman and she�s screaming out qui, qui,� Brian said, laughing even harder. After a few minutes we finally stopped and tried to get normal breathing going. |
| How Did This Happen? By: Resa Dorough |
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