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I can’t fucking wait

“Getting uests isn’t nice”

His face transforive a fuck

“I never claimed to be nice, Julianne Be sure to eat some food”

And with that, he kisses my cheek and walks away to talk to my brother Caleb

I take a deep breath, and then a long drink of h I rarely drink when hter, Stella, is around

I search the crowd for her and smile when I see that she’s ona chocolate cinna no one lets her overdose on sugar today I don’t need her to be high on sweets all day

But then I shrug Today is a day for celebration She can have soar

“Jules” A, her eyes wide in horror “I have an eency”

“Did you start your period?” I ask, whispering loudly “Shit, you’re wearing white Do you need a pad?”

“No, Jesus, I didn’t start my period It’s much worse”

“Worse than your period in a white dress?”

She nods and ss hard, trying to catch her breath “I lost ”

I stare at her for aout of her lance down at her naked left hand

“Wait Your engage?”

“Shh!” She covers her e, and Wyatt can’t know”

“Where the hell did you lose it?”

“In the bathroom”

I take her elbow and pull her to the guest bathroom, just as Nic approaches it as well

“Sorry, I’ll find a different bathroooing on?”

“Lia lost her engage on the light as I go

“Never“How did you lose it?”

“I don’t know! I came in to use the restroom, and I washed my hands I always take it off when I wash theet full of soap residue”

“First et cleaned once a month Trust me on this one”

“Well, now I know,” she says and bites her lip “Anyway, I set it on the vanity, and I otten to put it back on So I left the bathroom, and realized that I didn’t have it about ten one”

Her voice is wavering, and her eyes fill with tears, and my perfect party is about to spontaneously combust

“It fell down the drain,” Nic says simply “It’s easy to fish out We just need a wrench”

“Do you have a wrench?” Lia asks me with hope-filled eyes

“Of course I do,” I reply with false confidence I’m not even sure what kind of wrench we need, but I’ht back”

I run out to the garage and root around for a couple of wrenches of all sizes, hoping that I get one that will do the trick, and hurry back in to find Lia sitting on the toilet with her head between her knees and Nic rubbing circles on her back

“I’onna pass out,” Lia mumbles