The soup kitchen disgusted Angelica. Though it was regulary cleaned every night all that went out
the window when the poeple came in to eat. Every variety of every kind of person came trumping into the building
in every type of clothing ranging from old grey ratty men with layers of clothing to rail-thin hookers with no
clothing practically and crank bug scattered on their faces. It all made Angelica very uncomfortable. She diced carrots
and other vegetables and then put them into the pots of soup, this was her task while Tina made sandwhiches. some people
were giving her looks. Her mulatto skin stood out from the mostly white staff, Angie avoided alll eye contact and
kept dicing until a knife knicked her index finger. whimpering and sweating and hating her stupid punishment
Angelica moved to the side where she washed her cut in the sink and wrapped it with a Bounty tissue. glancing up she
stopped short of all movment all activity…there was Shad with his little brother. He was waiting in line holding his brother’s hand,
angelica gaped. She had feeling for Shad, one night sleeping on her stomach Bette was thinking about him, her thoughts drifting
to his shoulders and especially the deep curve deep crevice of his hipbone…she had a glimpse of it when he used his shirt to wipe sometihng
off his bike…she had seen his trim waist. thinking about that on her stomach angelica felt strange stirrings. stuff she had only felt fleetingly
before. a sort off flutter…that eased a bit, felt better when she put her hand between her legs, just resting it there. That night thinking
about Shad’s hip Angelica had that time slipped her hand under her underwear band and had  been startled to feel the wetness. later
that night a musky ***** scent rose from her bed and Angelica had smiled and blushed into her pillow, the covers over her head.

 And now, seeing her fantasy her crush who bought her a juice at most her kickboxing classes was here. a ***** hole with
***** people eating this pig slop. Shad wasn’t supposed to be here he couldn’t be here. Angelica just stared. Shad, when it was his turn,
went up to the counter and took two bowls of soup and two sandwhiches, taking his little bro to a spare table beside a skeletal looking black woman
they both started to eat. angelica now knew why Shad was so trim….she felt tears well up in her eyes. Angelica was the type of
teenager who did not care about anything if it did not touch her personally, if it mattered to her. Shad was a person who mattered
to her. Who made her feel good inside, who she felt comfortable excited and easy to be with. and to see him like this, to see
him have to get free food…it hurt her somewhere inside. Like Bette she had the urge to take him home. Tina nudged her
out of Angie’s stupor, Angelica went back to dicing vegetables. This time slowly though, and sometimes
meeting the eyes of some of the people who were lined up…who needed something to eat.

 Later that  night they had a relatively peaceful night. Tina was teaching Angelica poker. Bette didn’t really agree with that so
she sat on the sofa in the living and watched them instead. it had been so long since Tina and angelica spoke to each other longer
than five minutes without fighting. it was nice. Angie trying real hard to understand and tina trying real hard to be patient. at one point
Tina reached up and with her hand briefly rub the back of Angelica’s neck…Angie did not flinch or pull slightly away. she stayed still and
actually seemed not to mind. it reminded Bette of the times when angelica was younger and looked for physical attention, Bette used to
have baths with angie till she was four…each soaping the others back and splashing water. Bette  smiled but it faded a bit when she
saw that Tina was sweating ever so slightly. Just a little bit though and she was sitting on the floor leaning into the couch and holding
her cards like they were heavy.

 After Angelica was in bed Bette changed into her night clothes, crawling into bed with Tina who rested on her side. Bette
stroked her hair, their faces inches from each other. “you ok T?…you seemed exhausted tonight” Tina nodded her head a little bit “yeah
i was a bit tired…but watching you change perked me up a little” Bette’s concern turned into delight, sometimes Tina suprised her that
way…turning a seemingly normal situation into a erotic one. Bette grinned and pulled tina closer to her “well i hope your not tired
for a while…” Tina kissed Bette in response, pushing her leg between Bette’s.

 Meanwhile Angelica lay in her bed thinking…about Shad. She was about to slip her hand under the covers when  a noise
made her stop…what was that? At first Angelica that it was a burglar and froze. Then she cocked her head and listened hard, it was coming
from  her parent’s room, which was right beside Angelica’s. A bump, like something against something wooden, laughter really low laughter…and
a moan…then two low voices moaning. Angelica mentally vomited and pulled her hand up, grabbing the covers she grabbed her blanket and pulled it
over …plugging her ears.     gross out.