Syd's POV
Once Greg gets us back to my place, he and Brad help me get Margie inside. This was not how I envisioned my Friday night going. Instead of making out poolside with my boyfriend, I am consoling my heartbroken friend.
"Margie, what the hell happened?" Brad asks as he brings in a carton of ice cream and four spoons.
"I don't want to talk about it, but I would rather you hear it from me. Greg, I hate your sister. "
Greg laughs, "Yeah, me too most days. What you say stays between us, promise." I can't help but look at him and smile.
"Anyway, back to me," Margie says as if she is disgusted by us. "Pearly said he was going to go do rounds and asked me to grab him a beer and then come find him. I went to the kitchen and heard the b!tch brigade talking about how Nikki was going to g
