Free Perfect Match by Monica Miller Page A

awesome, Monica Martin, you know it, right?”
    “Yeah, of course,” she smirked then hugged me. “You’re pretty awesome yourself, Em.”
    I nodded and sighed relieved. Monica started talking about Canada, and I knew that just wasn’t the right moment to tell her about Matt. I felt that if I didn’t talk about him, it will disappear. That would be less true if I don’t talk about it.
    It was better to deal with this on my own. Monica and Gabrielle would unquestionably make such a fuss about it! Actually, this is what I was doing. But it was my fuss, so it’s accepted.
    Just stop thinking about Matt already!
     
    *
     
    Monica, Gabrielle and I talked to Craig, Marshall and Jane to hang out at Destiny’s. Was Jane’s day off, but of course, we all gathered there, so Becca could hang out with us, too.
    I spent the rest of my day listening to Monica talk about her trip in Canada and how she “really” wanted to see Vancouver, and maybe she will have the chance to meet Jensen Ackles, since he was shooting Supernatural there. Yeah, she was going to Canada with her super-hot boyfriend.
    It took me almost an hour to get ready, because Monica just didn’t seem to like any of my dresses so she lent me a really short, yellow dress and made me wear Jimmy Choo’s. Thanks God we were driving there! Also she helped me with my makeup, and she did it professionally, also with my hair, and she decided to curl it, so it took her about 15 minutes. Yeah, I would’ve spent the whole day, and it still wouldn’t look like that. But Monica was like a makeup artist. She was really good at this.
    When she finally said she’s ready, got out of the bedroom rocking a pair of leather shorts and a black top, with high heeled shoes. Her golden hair was down her back, making every Victoria Secret’s model jealous.
    “You really don’t look good at all!” I remarked sarcastically.
    “You kinda suck, too, my friend!” she laughed. “I think Morgan will have a lot to think of when he’ll see you with that dress. If we still got time, uh, the things I’d do to you!” she bit her lower lip, and then laughed. “Dude, you’re no fun!” she complained. “Let’s go, Emma. Move!”
    She took my hand, and we laughed till we reached her car, she always hated to drive but I didn’t trust myself on heels, so I didn’t even ask her if she wanted me to drive. We stopped a few times, because first she was thirsty, although we did head to a restaurant, next because her legs hurt due to her shoes, so she had to take them off… It was a pleasure to drive with Monica!
    Then when we finally arrived, I had to wait for her to put her shoes back, to apply lipstick on her lips, although she didn’t need it and after that she lent it to me, while she arranged her already perfect hair. Then her favorite song came on the radio and she said she has to listen to it until it ends, so I had to stay here, listening to her sing-yell to Britney Spears’ Scream and Shout.
    “It’s Monica, bitch!” she sang, happily. “Come on, Emma, why are you still here?” she scolded me. “I have to wait forever for you!” Monica complained, and I rolled my eyes before grabbing her arm and walking with her through the doors.
    Gabrielle was already there, laughing with Jane, while Marshall and Morgan debated something. I noticed Morgan was really concentrated on something, and he looked incredibly hot. I hugged Gabrielle, who didn’t seem happy, but said she didn’t want to talk about it. I sat next to Morgan, and he took my hand in his and I smiled, while he continued his discussion with Marshall and Jane.
    “Seriously, what’s the matter with you?” Monica asked Gabrielle while checking the menu. “I am so hungry!”
    “Where is Ben?” Gabrielle was as good as I was at changing subjects.
    “I have no idea!” Monica sighed. “He said he’ll meet me here. After ditching me today. Men,” she shrugged and took a sip of her diet Coke. Gabrielle smiled to