"So, what are you doing tonight?" the girl's friend asks.
"Some stupid party," the girl answers, and rolls her eyes.
Her friend sarcastically remarks, "You know, if you don't like parties, it would probably be best if you didn't go to them."
The girl sighs, and nods her head in agreement. "It's just, girls. God knows how many girls are going to be there."
Her friend just laughs at her. The girl lets her mind wonder off and fill with insanely jealous thoughts about her fiancé and "girls." Even though, she knows that she should know better. She will probably never learn. Maybe…
