Becca had the urge to swap around some of her co-workers a little, and maybe include a few strangers amongst the other guests too. But who did she want to swap? It was the agony of choice from her point of view. Did she want to swap her work supervisor Liz with someone? Becca had lost count of the time Liz had berated her for slacking off at work, this could count as payback for her. Or Helen maybe? She'd often seemed like a quiet, 'stuck-up' type at work, never really talking to Becca during her time there.
Becca glanced over at Andrea's daughter Carly and her friend Zoe, who were sat together chatting quietly. Becca scowled, she hated beauticians, they were always so prim and perfect... or so they thought.
The urge was also there for Becca to mess with her friends that were more her age group, such as Luke, Rebekah, Mona, Charlotte and Laura, she hated the fact they were all younger than her by several years. Becca didn't often feel old at 24, but when she did it affected her self-esteem. The frown disappeared off her face however when she looked over at Steven, sat more of less on his own at the end of a pew. "As always." she sighed.
"Hey Becca, what ya doin' just standing here?" a familiar voice suddenly startled her from behind.
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