Bridgett's head pounded against her skull, leaving an annoying
pain in her head. She lifted herself out of bed and the pain
grew, making her moan in displeasure. She couldn't remember
anything from the night before and her head just resisted to
remember. She slowly walked to her bedroom door, opening it
slowly but painfully as the creaking made her head even worse.
She slowly walked downstairs and into the kitchen, opening the
cabinet to take out a box of pain-killers. She grabbed a used
glass and turned the tap to get herself some cold water. She
threw the tablets into her mouth to the back of her throat and
swallowed the water with them, the cold running down her throat
and sending chills through her skin. Her mother then came in and
asked, "How was last night?"
Bridgett's head pounded as she tried to remember what did
"I can't remember," she cried. "My head is killing me."
"Did you take some tablets?" Her mother asked, turning on the
kettle. The sound of the water bubbling made Bridgett's head hurt
"Go and lie down," her mother suggested, pulling the tea bags out
of the cupboard. "I'm going to ring the school and tell them
you're not coming."
Bridgett nodded and headed to her room. She turned the computer
on and then crashed on her bed, waiting for the pain-killers to
Half an hour later, her mother came to her doorway and said,
"I'm doing an early shift this morning. Are you going to be OK by
Bridgett nodded and her mother replied, "OK, well I'll see you at
She nodded again and heard her mother's footsteps down the hall
and the close of the front door. Bridgett slowly gained the
strength to lift herself off her bed and sat at the desk of her
computer. She logged onto iPage and plugged her camera into the
hard drive, loading her pictures onto the site. She went over to
the switch on the wall and flicked the fan onto high. Watching it
start, she headed over to her bed once again and tried to get
Her phone then rang and she groaned as she picked it up and
"Hello?" She spoke.
"Hey, Bridgett." She heard Chelsea say on the other end. "Where
"At home, " Bridgett groaned. Her head was throbbing from the
"Oh, rough night huh?" Chelsea laughed.
"Pretty much. Though it was a good night."
"Did you and Jacob do it?"
Chelsea laughed at Bridgett's exclamation. Bridgett just groaned
"Hey, there's a new chick at our school today," Chelsea
"Really?" Bridgett asked, her head to much in pain to care.
"Yeah, she looks like a slut," Chelsea explained. "Though, she
hasn't said a word since she got here."
"Maybe she's shy?" Bridgett suggested.
"Maybe, we could ask her to join us in our group."
"True, that seems like a good idea." Bridgett was always open for
opportunities to have new people hang out with her.
"Ok, well I hope you get better Gorgeous."
"Ok Chelsea, I'll see you tomorrow."
"Love you too." And then she pushed the hang-up button.
Bridgett then slowly took a swig from the glass that rested on
her bedside table and looked at her computer. The uploads were
finished, so she clicked 'Done' and flicked through them all.
There were heaps of good ones, especially of her and Jacob. She
then logged out of iPage and crashed back onto her bed.