Just The Three Of Us

Shay

I'm the oldest of this little group. I am 25 and love life. I love my life to be more accurate. My parents are alive and well but they could care less about me. They told me to move out when I turned 18. I think they would have kicked me out sooner had that not been illegal. They didn't care about me for some years. I guess they can blame it on my attitude or how I like to dress but no they are just shitty parents. They didn't like it when I started getting tattoos at the age of sixteen. They didn't like it when I got my multiple ear piercings. So they definitely didn't like it when I got my nose pierced. I would wonder what they would say or do if they saw me now. Half of my hair is blonde and the other half is brunette. I have five tattoos. One on all along my spine, I have a rose chain on my ankle, I have a sun around my belly button, and two on my fingers. I was a tattoo artist. I always loved drawing but my parents wanted me to be a doctor like them. I get how they save people and are good people but they are good people to everyone but me. They never supported me once. Even though I had my work in art galleries and sold a few paintings for $300 to $500 dollars. I was really popular but then I stopped painting because it got too serious so I just opened up my own tattoo shop and hired a few badass artists to work with me. I like doing a lot of things but I guess Maggie would want me to mention how I like to have s*x. I have never had a boyfriend. I like sleeping around and I am safe so don't judge. I don't need a man in my life right now. I don't think I ever will but I'm not opposed to it. I just know it's not for me. Being set up by Maggie's mom is so annoying but Sutton has been so sweet to me that I couldn't dare be rude to her. I knew I had nothing to worry about. I wasn't going to fall in love but my two best friends, oh boy. I don't know how I ended up friends with these two but they are cool. They don't judge me and they are caring. I guess if I had sisters I would want them to be like Maggie and Rory. Being a free spirit isn't actually easy because everyone is always judging you. In a given week I could have s*x with five different guys. I have some regulars but I don't like to hit them up unless I am totally desperate. Guys can be clingy. Guys talk so much about being trapped and how girls are difficult. You have to believe that I have had difficult guys and guys who tried to trap me in staying with them. It's been crazy. That's why I f**k and DUCK. You won't see me again, and yes that's a promise. I didn't know Maggie was Madam M when I first met her and Rory but I was super impressed. I read her books and fell in love. I used to tell her I wished we were both lesbians because I would get down on one knee and propose. She is a total badass but she doesn't dress the part. Rory and I are always trying to get her to wear sexier clothes and clothes that actually fit her. For someone who writes about s*x she sure doesn't like to dress like she has any. But in the end, at least she has s*x. Rory, poor Rory is still a virgin. I don't if being 22 and innocent is a bad thing but lord does she not know what she is missing out on. I try not to tease her so much but it's hard at times. She knows I don't mean to be mean so it all ends well.

Rory was still singing BTS so to annoy her I started singing my favorite song.

" Yeah, we f****d—b***h, so what?

That's about as far as your buddy goes

We'll be friends, I'll call you again," Maggie rolled her eyes at me but I didn't care this was my karaoke jam. "But I do know one thing though

Bitches, they come, they go

Saturday through Sunday, Monday

Monday through Sunday, yo

Maybe I'll love you one day

Maybe we'll someday grow"

"Okay, stop, you two," Maggie said. We sat back down on the bed and talked about the dinner date we were going on tomorrow night.

"Do I have to go," I complained.

"YES," they both shouted.

"This is so stupid, you should have just told your mom no, HELL NO," I whined.

"You know I can't say no to her," Maggie said. "My mom says they are nice guys."

"Oh, they are always nice guys around moms," I told them.

"She has a point, why don't we look them up," Rory suggested. "Name?"

"I don't know them," Maggie said.

"So, it's a blind date too," I said annoyed.

"Um, kind of, apparently my mom is really good friends with there mom," Maggie explained.

"This is bullshit," I complained. "Pass me the orange chicken." Rory passed me the plate and I grabbed some chicken and put it into my bowl.

"How about after the terrible date we all go dancing," Rory suggested. All I was thinking about was getting drunk.

"Do we have to," Maggie complained.

"YES!" Rory and I shouted. I might actually meet someone I can hook up with.

"Why can't you hook up with the guy my mom is setting you up with," Maggie asked.

"Because if your mom finds out, Woah, no," I said.

"Okay, fine but we will leave after an hour, I have to focus on writing all next week," Maggie said. Always the responsible one. Gotta love her.