CHAPTER 21: PREPARATIONS 2

GABRIELLE'S POV

"Sh¡t!" It was time to get up.

I staggered to my feet and went to go wake up Haze.

She was snoring like a drunken fat man.

"Bitch, wake up!" I jumped on her

playfully. "Bitch, I say wake up!"

She groaned. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"No. But if you don't get up I'm gonna call

my brother to come kiss you again," I initiated making kissy sounds at her.

"You will do no such thing!" She pushed

me off her and shot up from the bed.

Good! I thought. I knew that would do the trick.

We hurried and showered, then I started on our

hair and makeup.

"Gabz that's too much blush, I look like a

ceramic doll."

"No, you don't. Now shut up and keep still,

or I'll poke you in the eye," I stated while applying some mascara to her

long thick lashes.

As soon as we finished getting dressed, I went

downstairs to wait with Gerry.

I left Haze staring at an ancient-looking box that

she said her aunt gave her.

It looked like something from the movie, The

Mummy, not the stupid Tom Cruise version.