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    A beginning

    The interview lasted for another ten minutes and was conducted in a similar fashion. Alice biting her tongue and asking polite questions, and Dana time and time again cutting them down with rude, one sentence answers. Finally Alice saw that everyone had left the locker room, and used this as her queue to leave.

    “I think that will do fine,” Alice finally told Dana with a sigh, realising that this interview was just a big waste of her time. “Thank you for your time Ms Fairbanks and good luck with the game.” Alice rose from the bench and stood with her hand outstretched, waiting expectantly for Dana to shake. However Dana simply shrugged it away, not even getting off the bench herself.

    “Alright,” she mumbled and turned to look through her bag, an attempt to avoid seeing Alice‘s reaction. Alice once again stopped short of giving Dana a piece of her mind, deciding to simply turn and walk out instead. Once Dana had heard Alice leave, she looked up from her bag, and leant her head back against the wall, closing her eyes.

    “I am such a ***** idiot,” she said quietly to herself, not that anybody would hear her.

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    “That Fairbanks is on fire Al. You’re lucky you got an interview with her,” commented Shane as both she and Alice watched the tennis star win yet another set. Although Alice hated to admit it, she was lucky that she secured an interview with the one player who might actually win this thing. Even if the interview was *****, her ***** was saved.

    “She was such a brat though Shane. You could immediately tell she had grown up getting her way with everything,” Alice muttered, staring at Dana who was waving at the crowd. “Too much self-confidence in that one I tell you.”

    “A job’s a job Al, you get ***** sometimes but it always pays off. We got free tickets to the tennis out of this, that’s a plus.”

    “We both hate tennis Shane, you know that.” Alice suddenly felt guilty having whined through almost an hours worth of tennis while Shane, who despised the game, sat there and tried to make her feel better. She quickly grabbed an unexpected Shane into a big hug.

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