Free Finding Ever After by Stephanie Hoffman McManus

and we are going to breakfast.
Get your ass out of bed sunshine.” She yanked the covers back and I groaned.
               
“I know , I’m sorry I didn’t call you but I had to go
see Bas and I didn’t think I could handle the two of you ganging up on me. How
did you find out I was home anyway?”
                “Lissa texted me last night. Hell of a way to find out
you were back by the way skank , but she was worried
about how Bas would handle it and wanted to know if I thought she should show
up at the party. I told her it would be fine, just
give you two space to work it out. I knew you two needed that, which is why I
didn’t hunt your ass down the second I found out you were back. I gave you your
time with Bas but now it’s my turn and I’m not leaving til I get my Jaxy time. I’ve got three years to make up for so get up before I drag
you out of here in nothing but that t-shirt.”
               
I knew resistance would be futile, it was better to just give in to her. She
was as tenacious as they come. A lot of people were fooled by the blonde hair
and sorority girl image, but she was seriously smart, pre law at Boston U. She
was also very out-spoken and could get fired up about the things she was
passionate about. She was like a bulldozer when she set her mind on something,
it was best not to get in her way. There was no winning an argument with her.
               
I dragged myself away from the warmth of my old princess bed and took the
fastest shower of my life. It was hard to enjoy it with Vi standing outside the bathroom beating on the door to rush me along. After
hurriedly dressing and applying minimal makeup she was shoving me out the door
toward her shiney BMW. Vi’s dad was a partner at one of the larger law firms in Boston and her Mom came
from old money, so Vi always had the nicest things. She loved her Coach bags
and Louboutin heels, but she never flaunted her
wealth. Even though she led a pretty pampered life she wasn’t stuck up like
most of the girls at the private high school we all attended. That’s where Bas
and I first met her freshman year.
               
She drove us to a quaint café/coffee shop, just a few miles from my house. I
remembered it being a bookstore when I left but the inside had been completely
remodeled. It had a very eclectic but cozy atmosphere, there was funky art
hanging on every wall and, the chairs were all mismatched, but they all worked
together to create a really laid back vibe that reminded me of the quirky
little coffee house that was a regular hang out for me in Portland.
               
We sat in the little area just off the entrance that used to be a reading nook
when the bookstore was here. Back then I loved to come here to get away. I
would sit in that spot and lose myself in a good book for a couple of hours. It
still had a few comfy chairs set up to be an ideal spot to curl up with a book
or laptop and your favorite drink. I could definitely still see myself spending
a lot of time here, especially if the food tasted half as good as it smelled.
               
I ordered the caramel pecan french toast and a strawberry pineapple smoothie, while Vi opted for blueberry
pancakes with some fancy coffee drink that took longer to say than it probably
did to make. I had never been a coffee drinker, but Vi practically bathed in the stuff, nectar of the Gods she called it. She couldn’t
function properly without it.
    “Okay spill. Right now. I
need to hear all about the adventures you were off having while I was eating,
sleeping and breathing LSATs.” The waitress collected our menus and barely made
it two steps from our table before Vi started in, but
it wasn’t the lecture I was expecting.
               
“Wait, you’re not going to yell at me for leaving and making you worry?”
               
“Nope, I’m sure Sebastian already covered all