Girls Weekend.

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Jo Stacey-Girls Weekend (First Draft)

Girls Weekend

        So there I was, standing by the car door-waving goodbye and there he was standing by the front door waving back. I looked at my little white terrace, with the pretty window boxes and neat curtains gently folded back. It felt like I was going away forever not just a few days.  This was it, what they call my ‘so-called last night’ or as in my case ‘my last weekend of freedom’. It was my hen weekend.

There was me (Kate), Dawn, who had gorgeous wavy shiny blonde hair, which I have always been envious of. I also had blonde hair, which I thought was a nicer blonde but it was thick and straight, boring, no life to, then there was Jo, she had a deep natural tan over her skin, black glossy hair which was straight and thin, but bounced delicately and last but not least Derri, she was of a small eight, dark brown hair with lighter brown streaks, her hair was tight ringlets and shined and bounced with every movement but hell to keep in that condition.  

We all piled into the back of Dawns turquoise convertible and drove off down the road.  

        We were driving down a straight empty country road when the car screeched to a stop. Dawn screamed, started jumping about.

        “There’s a wasp in my hair! A wasp! Get it out! Get it out!” Dawn screamed.

After a lot of kafuffle. We got it out.  Dawn calmed down and drove on.

        Fifteen minutes later…

        “Stop the car! We have to turn round!” Derri demanded

        “What why?” I cried

        ‘The money! I’ve…Just turn round!” Derri stammered. I slumped down in my chair, all I want to do is get there and relax, trust one of them to do something. I refused to let my mood let me down so I did what I could to keep my spirits high.

 Dawn turned the car around. We got back to where the wasp incident happened and there we all stood, in a circle looking at the ground. We all picked up the notes we could.

“£35! £35! How could you Derri? You threw the kitty money out of the car! We have £35 left out of £400! What a great start this is!” Dawn moaned.

“I’m sorry Kate. We can turn back.”

“Look nobodies going home. This is my weekend and it’s going to be the best yet, lets just drive to the site and get plastered!” I grinned, thankfully they grinned back.

An hour and half later, we arrived at the sunrise holiday resort. The wind running through my hair as I took in the coastal breeze.  Dawn and Jo went into the corner shop whilst Derri and me went to check in.

        Dawn went over to the alcohol area and put herself in the corner very closely, “Pass me that bottle of vodka” Dawn giggled. She grabbed it out of Jo’s hands and stuffed it under her coat. Jo picked up a bottle of coke and went to pay for it. They quickly walked out.

 “Act normal!” Dawn giggled again!

Derri and I checked in, I got out the leaflet again; it looked gorgeous, almost too good to be true. Unfortunately, however, it was.

        We stood in a line, luggage in both hands. I dropped the luggage and so did my mouth.

 “It’s not to bad,” Jo chirped, looking at a big bungalow thing

“That’s not it. That is,” I said pointing at a tiny, rickety caravan.

“Oh, well…hmmm” Dawn murmured.

It was quite sweet really, they were trying to sound slightly satisfied, but it wasn’t possible to be satisfied with this. It was the pits. Not even a tramp would sleep in here.

We asked for a four-sleeper caravan with a sea view, what we got was a box, with a table and a sink. The table folded down into a double bed and the tap had to run for 10 minutes to come out with clean water instead of murky brown.

However, with true girlfriend spirits we did what we did best, we got drunk as a skunk! And the best drinking game is truth or dare.

The bottle landed on Derri.

        “I…choose, truth. The truth, the whole truth and only the truth!”

        “Boring!” Dawn slurred, “Come on…. Question her somebody, put her in the court box and question her, question her question her!” Dawn wobble about, every so often slamming down an empty vodka bottle and shouting ‘Order in Court! I am Judge Dawn and I want order in…my…court!’

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“I have one” I called “Who was your first time?”

Derri stared weakly at me, she laughed quietly under her breath.

        “No, I choose dare now!” she quickly said

        “You can’t change your mind-come on! Who was it?” I carried on

        “Do we have to play this? It’s hot in here might get some air”

        “No! Who was it? Come on, this is my weekend I wanna know!”

        “Come on Derri, she knows doesn’t she?” asked Jo quietly

        “Know what Jo? What do I know Derri?” I looked at them both, I suddenly felt very small.

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