She would glare at her. Seriously, she had more mood swings than a pregnant woman.
Wait.
Pregnant.
"Maria, are you um, pregnant?" I asked.
"How do you know?" Maria asked.
"I just guessed, that means you are!" she exclaimed jumping up and down
"Um yeah," I said as my cheeks turned a faint pink colour.
"How long?" I asked as I sat down beside her on the couch
"Um, a month," Maria said.
"Does Kevin know about it?" I asked,
"Yeah," she said as I grinned and we both continued our work.
***
The next day arrived quickly and I rushed to Maria's house quickly along with my dresses and other accessories. As if on cue, I was waiting for them. We quickly rushed to the salon.
Maria had manicures, pedicures, wax and the list goes on while she just went with cleansing and manicure and pedicure.
