The hangover.

"Hello?"

"Tracy. It's Phil."

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

"Yeah, uh listen. We fucked up."

"What are you talking about?"

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

"What?" he could hear the panic in her voice.

"We cant find Doug."

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

"Yeah that's not going to happen."

I guess I should start from the beginning. My name is Christina Billings, but everybody calls me Chris. Doug Billings in my twin brother and is getting married to his high school sweet heart Tracy Garner in about five hours, that is if we can find him.

It all started two days ago…

"Chris please keep an eye on the boys while you guys are in Vegas." Tracy pleaded with me playfully, knowing full well that I was as bad as they were. I was invited to go along with my brother and our other two best friends along with Tracy's brother Alan to go to Vegas for his bachelor party. Our two best friends are Phillip Wenneck and Stuart Price. We have known them since we were in elementary school.

"Yeah Trace! They will never do anything stupid with me in charge." I replied sarcastically.

She laughed saying "Thanks Chris"

After saying good bye to my soon to be sister in law, I made my way to the study where my brother was getting his tie fitted. Opening the door with out knocking, I laughed loudly at seeing Doug looking uncomfortable while being hugged by a pant less Alan wearing a jock strap.

Upon hearing my laugh they quickly broke apart looking everywhere but at each other.

"Dougie, should I tell Tracy that the wedding is being canceled because your running off with her brother?" I asked trying to contain my giggles, as Alan looked off into space not paying attention, and Doug looked like he wanted to throw something at my head.

"You ready to go Chris?" He asked ignoring my question and getting his bag to head out the door.

"Yeah, my bags are in the trunk of your piece of crap car." I said, trying to get my point across that I didn't want to take his car.

"Hey, Doug!" Sid, Tracy's dad, yelled out. "I want you to take this." He said opening the garage doors.

"No, Sid really?" Doug said while I squealed in excitement, really close to petting the beautiful car. Maybe I did a little, but no one saw except for Doug cause he glared at me.

"Yeah. Your family now." Sid replied with a smile.

"Are you sure? I mean you love this car." Doug asked, why I don't know, but he did.

Sid laughed and gave me a little wink. "Its just a car Doug. Just make sure when you get there put some armor all on the tires so the sand doesn't seep in.

"Don't worry Siddy. This beautiful baby will be in great hands." I told Sid smiling happily.

"Thank you Chrissy." by the way he's the only one allowed to call me that cause he's cool. "Oh and don't let Alan drive. There's something wrong with him." Sid said looking over to Alan sitting on the ground letting the dog practically French kiss him. Ewe!

"Understood." Doug and I replied together.

"Or Phil either, I don't like him." Sid said as an after thought, making me laugh and Doug try to hide a smile.

"I will be the only one driving this car." Doug said looking at me suspiciously, while I looked innocently at him.

"Good and remember what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas." Sid reminded us making Doug laugh nervously and me giggle at them. "Except for herpes that shit will come back with you." I could barely contain my laughter. Classic!