"Tracy, it's Phil."

"Where the hell are you guys? I'm freaking out."

"Yeah, uh listen," he paused. "We fucked up."

"What are you talking about?"

"The bachelor party the whole night got out of control," he paused again before dropping the bomb. "We lost Doug."

"What?" panic evident in her voice.

"We can't find Doug."

"What are you saying Phil? We're getting married in five hours."

"Yeah that's not going to happen."

Okay. Wait can we rewind a little, actually a lot I'm sure you're wondering Doug is and how the hell did we lose him? Well that's what I'm here to tell you. And who am I and why should you care? I don't really expect you to care but I can say this is one hell of a story you don't want to miss.

The name is Charlie Shea, one of three of Doug's best friends, the other tow being Phil Wenneck and Stu Price. We grew up in the same neighborhood, went to the same schools, and were always hanging out together. Even when it came to college we ended up at schools near each other. That meant every weekend we were together getting into trouble only college students could find. That's how we met Tracy Garner, Doug's wife to be, she was my roommate. Oh yeah did I forget to mention that I'm a girl? Sorry Charlie is short for Charlaine, which I hate, or Phil likes to call me Chuck, which I hate even more. Anyway I used to be a huge tomboy. I lived to play sports and get dirty. It wasn't as bad in high school when I found some girl friends but it wasn't until I met Tracy that I discovered my inner "girly-girl" as Phil bullshit explanation goes. Ha yeah right, I just think I found a good balance of both.

Now when Doug and Tracy started dating I was excited and a year and a half ago I was really excited when they decided to get married. I was super excited when Tracy asked me to be a bridesmaid. But then Doug asked me to go to Vegas with him for his bachelor party I was surprised and so excited I could piss myself. It felt like it took forever for this day to arrive but soon after I try my bridesmaid dress we shall be on our way to sin city.

I examined myself in the full-length mirror. The dress was simple, black, strapless, floor length, and beautiful. I saw Tracy appear behind me in the reflection of the mirror. "Well you look gorgeous, you're going to steal the show," she said with a smile.

I rolled my eyes "Yeah then why am I still single? Besides you're the bride, all eyes will be on you." She gave me a hug but before she could say anything I added, "And I don't want any pity, that's not why I just said that."

"All right, " she said as she stepped back holding her hands up in surrender. "I'll go to the study to tell the boys you are almost ready."

"Yep, I'll be there in a minute." After hanging my dress up nicely, I tugged on my ripped jeans, buttoned up my plaid flannel, pulled out my black converse, and perched my white ray bans on top of my head. I was ready to roll. I found the study door and knocked. Doug and Tracy opened it holding hands. I took one look at Doug and couldn't help but giggle. "You might want to wipe that lip gloss off before we leave. I wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong impression of you in Vegas," I said and finished it off with a wiggle of my eyebrows. He rolled his eyes and swiped a hand across his mouth before grabbing out bags. He even held the front door open for me and closed it behind us. Doug, always the gentleman, if he wasn't like a brother to me I might see why Tracy is marrying him.

"Hey Sid, I just wanted to thank you again for everything you're doing this weekend. We couldn't be more excited," Doug said as he shook Sid Garner's hand. That's Tracy's dad in case you didn't figure it out. To be honest he scared me a little but I gave him a bright smile and a thumbs up anyway to show my excitement.

"Ah yeah, it's great. You love us. We love you. Terrific. Now talk to me about Vegas. Are you still sure you want to bring the girl?" Sid said but whispered that last part. Guess what? I heard you anyways Sid and besides we were bringing Alan. That's Tracy's brother who is currently sitting in front of Doug's car practically making out with the dog.

"Yeah I'm definitely sure. It should be pretty mellow. Do some gambling, maybe catch some rays, have some laughs," Doug replied as we walked to the car.

"Yeah laughs, great. How you getting out there?" Sid then wanted to know. Why does this matter exactly? Can't we just leave already?

"We're going to drive, take my care, pick my friends up after this."

"The Prius?" Sid asked skeptically. I let out a laugh. The Prius was a joke. I totally advised against it, as did Phil when Doug bought but did he listen to us? Obviously not.

"Yeah," Doug slid me a glare.

"Taking the Prius to Vegas? You know when you go to Vegas, you gotta go to Vegas. She knows what I mean," Sid said while the garage opened to reveal a baby blue 1969 Mercedes-Benz Cabriolet.

"No, Sid really?" Doug said at the same time I squealed, "it's so beautiful!" With my mouth hanging open, I walked in to the garage.

"Yeah I mean you're family now."

"Are you sure? I mean you love this car." And who wouldn't?

"Doug it's just a car, just make sure when you get there put some armor all on the tired so the sand doesn't seep in, " Sid said.

"I'll remind him Mr. Garner. Don't worry," I said before I could even think maybe I should just keep my mouth shut.

"Absolutely, that's easy," Doug said, ignoring me.

"Maybe she's good to keep around after all, " Sid said looking at me and then adding, "Oh and don't let Alan drive. There's something wrong with him." Agreed but I kept that to myself because I think I just got on Mr. Garner good side.

"Understood," Doug nodded.

"Or Phil either, I don't like him," Sid whispered the last part to me even though Doug I'm sure heard it. Truth is Phil is one of my best friends and I don't like him that much either...well sometimes.

"I will be the only one driving this car," Doug said completely ignoring my disappointed look.

"Good and remember what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas," Sid reminded us. Doug let out a nervous laugh but was cut off. "Except for Herpes that shit will come back with you."


MEMO: Pictures of Charlie & her outfit on my homepage! :)