Jessica Is Hot
I’ve heard these words my entire life. Jessica is my bestie, my soul sister. She was my first best friend. We were Square Pegs, Laverne and Shirley, Thelma and Louise. I’ve known her since we were 11, before boys, boobs, booze, break-ups and babies…
She’s always been the hot one and I was her trusty, funny side-kick.
Well, now Jessica is HOT. Like hot flashes HOT. It started a few weeks ago. She was awakened by massive heat from within. Soaking her sheets, unable to sleep. And it’s been that way ever since.
Wait, Jessica with the braces and pig tails? Jessica my college roommate? How is that possible? I have plenty of friends going through “the change” and I know it sucks but it hasn’t hit home until now.
Jessica and I have the same brain. We got the same SAT score. We are the same person.
That means I’m probably next! I feel like I’m running slow motion in a dream and I can’t get away. FUCK!
The only upside I can see in this is that I might FINALLY be as hot as her!