Buh-Bye, V Card: Naughty New Adult Box Set (The Undergrad Years) by Avery Aster

Author:Avery Aster [Aster, Avery]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-03-08T08:00:00+00:00

Two Wigs & A Donut

Morningside Heights

The line for Starbucks was out the door and around the building. I swear, New Yorkers can’t get their day started without caffeine.

Vive, Lex, and I went to the second-best place a few blocks down, Brad’s Brew. Which was fine by me because the girls were wearing black wigs, oversized shades covering their eyes, and scarves. They resembled a pair of mob wives who’d gone into protective custody.

Totally silly. Especially with poor Hedda on Vive’s arm. Even the dog sported mini-sunglasses with the big double ‘C’ Chanel logo... cute. But it drew attention to them, not detracted.

Regardless, I was all too familiar with the routine. Every time one of our names ended up in the tabloids, the girls put on disguises. As if different clothing could shield them from the world.

Speechless, arms at my side, we walked into the coffee shop as a tingling feeling of embarrassment swept up the back of my neck and across my face. Oh, God. Everyone stared at us.

After we got our order, we picked a table in the far corner, away from the window. The place had grey cement walls and other than the group of students chatting at the espresso machine, it wasn’t that crowded.

“I like it here better anyway. I hear the beans come from Puerto Rico. The coffee tastes sweeter and creamier.” Lex removed her coat and took a sip from her cup. She’d ordered the largest size.

“That’s because you put a gallon of sugar in it,” Vive scolded, untying the scarf from around her neck. The girl had been on a sugar-free, low-calorie, no-carb diet for as long as I’d known her. It drove us all (including herself) nuts.

“Shut up, Viveca. I’m stressed as it is. Ever since last night, my stomach has been in knots. I didn’t sleep a wink and I think a migraine is coming on. Shit. The stress of all this is causing me to see white spots. So! I don’t need you monitoring my caloric intake, like I’m at some Weight Watchers meeting. Sugar is my Xanax. Sugar makes me feel better. Sugar gives me peace. So let me eat my frickin’ s-u-g-a-r.” She munched on a chocolate éclair.

“What the flip ever.” Vive adjusted Hedda on her lap.

Rubbing the back of my neck, I then glanced down at my watch. It wasn’t even nine o’clock yet and those two were already at each other’s throats. I will say their matching bobbed hair, probably from India, looks pretty darn fabulous. Not synthetic or Halloweenish in the least. But the wigs’ dark blue undertones didn’t seem natural against their fair complexions. “Everyone uptown knows it’s us. We’re practically on campus. Don’t you two think the whole disguise thing is getting old?”

“Chill, bitch. Meeting you this morning has nothing to do with being on that stinking Poppy White Show. And I will be giving her a piece of my mind later today, don’t you worry about that.”

“Then what the frick does it have to do with? Taddy’s wedding?”

“Nope.

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