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 A Very Good Day by pointless() Any and all feedback welcome.  Also, it's my
story.  Don't be a jerk a say it's yours.  'Kay?  story codes: FF, drugs,
oral, les, bi and I think that about covers it.  Enjoy.

   If it had been anyone else besides Amanda calling to wake Hayley up
after two, maybe three hours of sleep and dared to be cheery while Hayley
wanted nothing more than to be allowed to be aggressively pissed off at
everyone and everything in the world Hayley likely would have snapped and
not just because she was tired.  She was also hung over, broke and
unemployed.  She really hated all three, but the hangover was simply the
worst.  To make matters worse she'd also wasted the alcoholic buzz that led
to her hangover on her older sister Marie and Marie's annoyingly straight,
mind-numbingly ditzy and unbelievably and enticingly cute (and totally off
limits) friends.

   Fuck, the light, but constant throbbing pain in her head; the odd,
general achiness of her body and the weird feeling that she was vaguely and
extremely unclean might have all been worth it if she'd at least gotten
laid or managed to at least acquire a phone number or two, but no.  Hell,
she hadn't even managed to get a nice, friendly ego boosting flirt or three
in with her prudish, over protective but admittedly well meaning sister
(Marie wasn't a homophobe, after all.  She simply and understandably didn't
want her sister sleeping with her friends because, as she put it, "That'd
just be way too fucking weird") hanging around, so, yeah, it was easy to
understand why Hayley was simply not in the mood to be awakened that
particular morning.

   The mere sound of her cell phone rattling loudly against the hard wooden
surface of her night stand was almost enough to send her into a murderous
rage.  She came very close to doing the unthinkable by nearly attempting to
smash her precious cell phone against the night stand just to shut it the
hell up.  Luckily her rational mind managed to kick in just as she about to
give in to her destructive urge to remind her that she really didn't have
the money to buy a new phone, so she instead simply pushed talk and brought
it to her ear without even bothering to open her eyes long enough to check
the number as she grimaced and gruffly asked "Who is this?"

   "Well good morning to you too," Hayley heard Amanda's voice say in her
usual playful tone and Hayley's mood instantly brightened even though she
really didn't want it to.  Well, she really did if only because she felt
like death warmed over at that particular moment in time.  There was
however a small part of her that had kind of hoped the caller was someone
she hated so she could rip into them with a torrent of empty threats and
meaningless curses.  That part of her of was now understandably
disappointed, but the rest of her was more than willing to ignore those
dark feelings in favor of being stupidly happy at hearing Amanda's sweet
voice even though she chose to pretend otherwise as she playfully responded
with an obviously halfhearted and insincere "What the fuck do you want?"

   "I love you too," Amanda came back lightly and followed it quickly with
a laugh in response to Hayley's frustrated groan.  "Ahh, it's so cute how
you're always so grumpy in the morning.  It almost makes it hard for me to
spoil your mood with some good news."

   "What are you fucking talking about?  Did you finally break up with
what's his face?" Hayley came back honestly as she dug at an old wound
knowing full well that it was highly unlikely.  In fact, Amanda's seemingly
unbreakable allegiance to her idiot of a boyfriend was the main speed bump
on the road to Hayley's happiness.  Hayley, however, really wasn't trying
to be bitter or pick a fight.  She was simply trying to keep up her grumpy
fa‡ade because it both felt good and because she knew Amanda would likely
think she was ill if she didn't give her a few pokes just for the hell of
it.

   "Yeah, no, not yet," Amanda said in a light, unserious manner as she
took an audible drag from what Hayley assumed was a joint just from the
fact that Amanda didn't continue for a good second or two before finally
adding in a rough, smoky voice "Maybe later though.  He is asking for it,
the fucker."

   "Well, then what is the good news and why the hell are you smoking
without me?" Hayley shot back this time with naked and authentic jealousy.

   "Hey, you want to get high just come over, but if you must know Kasey is
over and that's kinda like the whole point of my call," Amanda said her
voice now clear, but decidedly calmer before adding "And no, the good news
is not a threesome, so don't even say it you fucking pervert."

   "What?  I wasn't even thinking that," Hayley lied because that was
indeed exactly what she would have said if Amanda hadn't stolen her
thunder. Not seriously because Kasey was Amanda's cousin and Amanda was
sadly not quite that open minded, but whatever.  Hayley quickly found a way
around her friend's block as she teased "But it's good to know that I've
managed to get you thinking about it.  I mean, you already admitted she was
cute."

   "Oh my god, stop being gross or I'm not going to hang out with you today
and I'm not going to tell you the good news," Amanda replied with a bit of
an edge to her voice that Hayley found vaguely satisfying.  In fact, she
was satisfied enough to let go of her attempts at teasing and instead
apologized halfheartedly and urged Amanda to spill on the good news and
soon found herself perking up as Amanda said "You remember when I said that
Kasey's job might be hiring soon and that if they were that she'd total put
in a good word for you?  Well, they are and she totally did and her boss is
like totally interested in giving you an interview like sight unseen.  I
mean, they want you to fill out on an app and shit, but Kasey says it's
like almost guaranteed if you just stop in tomorrow, so yeah.  isn't that
fucking awesome?"

   "You're not fucking with me are you?" Hayley came back cautiously even
though she was now sitting up in her bed thanks to the boost in positive
energy she'd received just hearing that she might finally have a lead on a
real job.  Well, a real crappy job working at a crappy little liquor store
for probably not much more than minimum wage, but a job offer was a job o