Beautiful Mistake
Three
“Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water WOO HOO,” Louis Tomlinson’s voice going off in the room Felicia and Alexis were currently passed out in. As Felicia moved her hand around in random search for her phone, Alexis rolled over in bed and placed the pillow on top of her in hopes of drowning out the noise. The two girls weren’t feeling their best at the moment due to the hangovers they each were sporting.
“Who the fuck would think to call me this early in the day. It’s only…….oh, it’s three in the afternoon. LEXI WAKE THE FUCK UP WE NEED TO BE AT THE AIRPORT IN SIX HOURS AND IT TAKES US AN HOUR OR SO TO GET THERE. GET THE FUCK UP YOU LAZY BITCH,” Felicia screamed in hopes of waking the sleeping girl.
“Fuck you I want sleep,” Alexis replied, covering her head with the pillow trying to drown out Felicia. “I’m too hungover to deal with this.”
“I have a pounding headache and my own screaming probably made it worse but we still need to go shopping and finish packing and go have sex with random people and streak and go eat tons of food that may or may not be in the UK and and and THERE’S SO MUCH TO DO. Take 12 Advil and get the fuck up. We need to get moving,” Felicia said before popping some pills to cure her hangover. “I’m going to shower and if you’re not up by the time I finish your ass is grass.”
Refusing to get out of bed, Alexis rolled over to the opposite side in search for her phone. While Felicia showered, Alexis laid in bed and checked/updated every possible social networking site that the girl could be on. “Hey bitch, I’m hungry. Can we go get food or something? I WANT NANDOS.”
“Alexis, I’m in the shower therefor we cannot get food until I am out and dressed and ready for the day. Plus, we don’t have a Nandos here, stupid,” Felicia responded while shutting the water off in the shower. “Hey since I’m assuming your sitting on the toilet pooping right now, can you toss me a towel? And stop making that face, just because I can’t see you doesn’t mean I don’t know you’re pooping and making a weird face in my direction.
“I hate you. I just want food,” Lexi spoke in a hurt tone while fake crying.
“Yeah yeah, you hate me, you love me, you can’t stand me, you’re all over me. You really need to make your mind up about your feelings. No wonder you can’t keep a boyfriend,” Felicia responded, stepping out of the shower, sticking her tongue out at Alexis, and walking into her own room to get dressed and ready for their last day in the states.
“BYE MOTHER DEAREST!! TAKE GOOD CARE OF SQUEAKY MCSQUEAKERS FOR ME!! I LOVE YOU. BYYEEEEEEE!!!!” Felicia shouted to mother as she drove off in Felicia’s white truck. “ALEXIS HOLD ME MY BABY IS GONE WAAAHHHH,” Felicia fake sobbed, pretending as if her life was over now that she wouldn’t have her truck anymore. Alexis smacked Felicia upside the head before grabbing some of their luggage and beginning to walk into the airport. The two girls quickly got their bags checked in and made their way over to security. Getting through security with no problems and in record time, the girls made their way over towards their gate to wait for their departure.
“OMG I SEE STARBUCKS. FELICIA CAN WE GO GET STARBUCKS SO WE DON’T SLEEP AT ALL ON THE PLANE RIDE!? PLEASE?! PRETTY PLEASE?” Alexis screamed at Felicia after spotting the Starbucks with only one person in line.
“Alright, alright we can go get Starbucks. Plus, we’ll need something to keep us running when we get to London,” Felicia responded as the two girls made their way over to Starbucks. Each of them getting 5 of their favorite drinks and some pastries, the girls were set for their flight to London.
“I hope a hot piece of ass is stuck next to us for the flight.” Felicia commented as the two girls took their seats after placing their duffle bag in the overhead compartment. “That would be eight hours of hell for him.” Alexis replied with a smirk, grunting as she pulled the seat belt out from underneath her. “Lets get this show on the road!” Felicia pumped her fist into the air enthusiastically as passengers walked passed their row giving the girls strange looks.
They watched each person enter the plane waiting on a good looking guy to come abroad with his seat being between them. Soon enough a guy who looked to be in his early 20's with light brown hair and crystal blue eyes entered the plane and began to scan the overhead compartments for his seat. Felicia crossed her fingers when he started to get closer to them. Keeping his eye above her head, he stopped at their row with his bag at hand and pulled out this boarding pass. He checked the seat one last time and began to walk farther down the isle. Both girls huffed and sighed as they simultaneously pulled out their iPods, shoving their headphones into their ears and turning them on.
Felicia nudged Alexis forcing her to take out her headphones. “I don't think anyone is sitting between us.” Felicia whispered loudly over to her friend. “You think? We have been in the air for over an hour.” Alexis replied in the same tone, putting her headphones back in and turning back to the window. Three hours had passed and the girls were sound asleep, quietly snoring with their heads sliding towards each other. A loud snore escaped Alexis' mouth startling both girls. “Was that a lion?” Felicia groaned, her eyes scanning the plane seats. “If my snoring sounds like a lion then yes.” Alexis snickered, leaning her head against the window. The two soon dosed back off to sleep for the next four hours with their plan of having Starbucks keep them awake failing miserably.
“Someone is going to see us!” Alexis exclaimed nervously to Felicia who was getting their carry on from the overhead. “No they're not. Everyone is sleeping or watching a movie.” she replied setting the bag between them. “Now take off your shirt.” Felicia whispered sternly, pulling out Alexis' other top. Alexis quickly pulled her short shirt over her head and pulled her other one on while keeping her body low behind the seat. “See that wasn't so bad.” Felicia mocked, changing her top as well. Alexis pulled out her jeans and heels, along with Felicia's, and set them on top of the duffle bag. They both slid off their shoes tossing them into the bag. Felicia looked around the plane before quickly pulling off her sweatpants. Alexis' eyes widened as she held back a chuckle at her careless friend. She couldn't believe Felicia was pant-less on an airplane and she was about to be too. She took one last look around the place before she yanked off her leggings. Felicia already had her pants halfway up by the time Alexis finally got hers off.
“Excuse me ma'am, should you be doing that?” a bitchy, squeaky voice spoke from beside the girls. Both girls froze with their jeans at their knees. “Yes I should. It is very important that we change our clothes every 6 hours or we feel like the clothing we're wearing will become permanently attached to our bodies and we'll be stuck in that outfit for the rest of our lives. We could never be outfit repeaters!” Felicia replied sarcastically to the blonde who looked to be at least 30 with all of that make up she caked on. She buried her face back into her macbook that her 70 year old husband probably got for her. Alexis roared with laughter as they quickly pulled their jeans to their waist and slid on their heels.
“Who the fuck would think to call me this early in the day. It’s only…….oh, it’s three in the afternoon. LEXI WAKE THE FUCK UP WE NEED TO BE AT THE AIRPORT IN SIX HOURS AND IT TAKES US AN HOUR OR SO TO GET THERE. GET THE FUCK UP YOU LAZY BITCH,” Felicia screamed in hopes of waking the sleeping girl.
“Fuck you I want sleep,” Alexis replied, covering her head with the pillow trying to drown out Felicia. “I’m too hungover to deal with this.”
“I have a pounding headache and my own screaming probably made it worse but we still need to go shopping and finish packing and go have sex with random people and streak and go eat tons of food that may or may not be in the UK and and and THERE’S SO MUCH TO DO. Take 12 Advil and get the fuck up. We need to get moving,” Felicia said before popping some pills to cure her hangover. “I’m going to shower and if you’re not up by the time I finish your ass is grass.”
Refusing to get out of bed, Alexis rolled over to the opposite side in search for her phone. While Felicia showered, Alexis laid in bed and checked/updated every possible social networking site that the girl could be on. “Hey bitch, I’m hungry. Can we go get food or something? I WANT NANDOS.”
“Alexis, I’m in the shower therefor we cannot get food until I am out and dressed and ready for the day. Plus, we don’t have a Nandos here, stupid,” Felicia responded while shutting the water off in the shower. “Hey since I’m assuming your sitting on the toilet pooping right now, can you toss me a towel? And stop making that face, just because I can’t see you doesn’t mean I don’t know you’re pooping and making a weird face in my direction.
“I hate you. I just want food,” Lexi spoke in a hurt tone while fake crying.
“Yeah yeah, you hate me, you love me, you can’t stand me, you’re all over me. You really need to make your mind up about your feelings. No wonder you can’t keep a boyfriend,” Felicia responded, stepping out of the shower, sticking her tongue out at Alexis, and walking into her own room to get dressed and ready for their last day in the states.
“BYE MOTHER DEAREST!! TAKE GOOD CARE OF SQUEAKY MCSQUEAKERS FOR ME!! I LOVE YOU. BYYEEEEEEE!!!!” Felicia shouted to mother as she drove off in Felicia’s white truck. “ALEXIS HOLD ME MY BABY IS GONE WAAAHHHH,” Felicia fake sobbed, pretending as if her life was over now that she wouldn’t have her truck anymore. Alexis smacked Felicia upside the head before grabbing some of their luggage and beginning to walk into the airport. The two girls quickly got their bags checked in and made their way over to security. Getting through security with no problems and in record time, the girls made their way over towards their gate to wait for their departure.
“OMG I SEE STARBUCKS. FELICIA CAN WE GO GET STARBUCKS SO WE DON’T SLEEP AT ALL ON THE PLANE RIDE!? PLEASE?! PRETTY PLEASE?” Alexis screamed at Felicia after spotting the Starbucks with only one person in line.
“Alright, alright we can go get Starbucks. Plus, we’ll need something to keep us running when we get to London,” Felicia responded as the two girls made their way over to Starbucks. Each of them getting 5 of their favorite drinks and some pastries, the girls were set for their flight to London.
“I hope a hot piece of ass is stuck next to us for the flight.” Felicia commented as the two girls took their seats after placing their duffle bag in the overhead compartment. “That would be eight hours of hell for him.” Alexis replied with a smirk, grunting as she pulled the seat belt out from underneath her. “Lets get this show on the road!” Felicia pumped her fist into the air enthusiastically as passengers walked passed their row giving the girls strange looks.
They watched each person enter the plane waiting on a good looking guy to come abroad with his seat being between them. Soon enough a guy who looked to be in his early 20's with light brown hair and crystal blue eyes entered the plane and began to scan the overhead compartments for his seat. Felicia crossed her fingers when he started to get closer to them. Keeping his eye above her head, he stopped at their row with his bag at hand and pulled out this boarding pass. He checked the seat one last time and began to walk farther down the isle. Both girls huffed and sighed as they simultaneously pulled out their iPods, shoving their headphones into their ears and turning them on.
Felicia nudged Alexis forcing her to take out her headphones. “I don't think anyone is sitting between us.” Felicia whispered loudly over to her friend. “You think? We have been in the air for over an hour.” Alexis replied in the same tone, putting her headphones back in and turning back to the window. Three hours had passed and the girls were sound asleep, quietly snoring with their heads sliding towards each other. A loud snore escaped Alexis' mouth startling both girls. “Was that a lion?” Felicia groaned, her eyes scanning the plane seats. “If my snoring sounds like a lion then yes.” Alexis snickered, leaning her head against the window. The two soon dosed back off to sleep for the next four hours with their plan of having Starbucks keep them awake failing miserably.
“Someone is going to see us!” Alexis exclaimed nervously to Felicia who was getting their carry on from the overhead. “No they're not. Everyone is sleeping or watching a movie.” she replied setting the bag between them. “Now take off your shirt.” Felicia whispered sternly, pulling out Alexis' other top. Alexis quickly pulled her short shirt over her head and pulled her other one on while keeping her body low behind the seat. “See that wasn't so bad.” Felicia mocked, changing her top as well. Alexis pulled out her jeans and heels, along with Felicia's, and set them on top of the duffle bag. They both slid off their shoes tossing them into the bag. Felicia looked around the plane before quickly pulling off her sweatpants. Alexis' eyes widened as she held back a chuckle at her careless friend. She couldn't believe Felicia was pant-less on an airplane and she was about to be too. She took one last look around the place before she yanked off her leggings. Felicia already had her pants halfway up by the time Alexis finally got hers off.
“Excuse me ma'am, should you be doing that?” a bitchy, squeaky voice spoke from beside the girls. Both girls froze with their jeans at their knees. “Yes I should. It is very important that we change our clothes every 6 hours or we feel like the clothing we're wearing will become permanently attached to our bodies and we'll be stuck in that outfit for the rest of our lives. We could never be outfit repeaters!” Felicia replied sarcastically to the blonde who looked to be at least 30 with all of that make up she caked on. She buried her face back into her macbook that her 70 year old husband probably got for her. Alexis roared with laughter as they quickly pulled their jeans to their waist and slid on their heels.