Inside the car Tina seemed to hesitate, Bette clipped herself in and turned to her…”what’s wrong”? Tina reached down and took a plastic bag from between Bette’s feet. Bette’s heart did a leap when Tina’s leaned down there, she felt herself blush when Tina came up with a bag. “Umm..well..something is in here that is not…legal…but fun, i haven’t done it this way before, if you want…it would make the concert……interesting”  “What dammit!?”  “Space Cakes”  “What?”  “Brownies spiked with pot”  Bette felt her mind go blank, Tina a potfiend?  “Don’t worry i’m not a pothead, i haven’t blazed for nine months”  “i don’t care about that Tina, just…don’t want to do something stupid”  “i’ll take care of you, i’ve developed control”  “you know what we sound like?”    “like teens too scared on the first date to be ina  normal state-of-mind”

 They ate it. Bette ate two brownies and Tina one. They drove to the place thinking it was gonna hit any second but it didn’t. Eventually after actually getting there, giving their tickets and standing near the mosh pit…both forgot about it. And their bounced with the people as the openers came on, avoiding the surfers and holding hands. Actually having fun together, not worrying about what the other was thinking, what other people were thinking, what drama was or not was going on, what time it was, what ***** was what blah blah blah ***** *****….they were just having fun…together. And as Arcade Fire was plucking out the genious vocals of “Tunnels”…Bette looked at Tina and smiled, her new girlfriend smiled back…holding hands.

 And then it hit. It hit Bette the most because she ate two brownies which were loaded, there was no effect for almost two hours but now there was. Arcade Fire was in the middle of their third song and Bette felt a strange feeling. It was like a weird wind was blowing her forward from behind, her arms felt tingly and she felt…high. Apparently really high because Tina was looking at her funny, she was high too. Bette’s eyes felt like they were forcibly being pressed closed…she must have looked so stoned. Bette staggered around the people, not really seeing them but seeing weird shapes jumping about. Tina was not as high but was definetly up there. She was trying to find Bette…between the giggles. All the jumping mosh people looked so….funny.

 They found each other after the last encore. Bette felt like her jaw was going to bust off from laughing. Tina was trying to be serious but failed after tripping and landing on her *****. Bette feebly tried to help her out. People were looking at them and laughing. They didn’t care. Eventually they got outside to a pizza place…the munchies had kicked in.

 ”We’d better not drive….Bette!” Bette was examining rose bushes in the parking lot, Tina took a hold of her sleeve and dragged her to a bench, facing her car. “We’ll just…stay here and wait”.  “Wait for what Tina?”   “you know!” Bette responded by leaning her head back on the bench. Suddenly feeling nausea permeate her head. They sit there and through the fog of Bette’s mind she wondered whether it was wise to have ***** with Tina tonight…probably not, just wait..get to know her. That was the most clear thing that Bette thought, i mean she thought but it was a little different. She looked at Tina, jesus her eyes!  Their conversation went as follows..

B:  Crissakes….your eyes…they are sooo…stony-looking

T: Stony-looking?..look at you…major shrinkage

B:OMG OMG that was so mean…..OMG

T: SHHHHH..they’re watching us..

B: Who?

T: There!!

B: OMG OMG OMG Where!!

T: They’re gone now, you scared them off..they crossed the street

B: OMG OMG OMG OMG you scaring me your scaring me

T: O gawd your one of those paranoid people….people…peopl-

B: I’m Hungry

T: You just..just……ate…***** i’m at the Bingo Palace

B: Me too…..Bingo Palace, that is where it’s at…….OMG OMG something moved…over there!?

T: your making me want to puke…gooood..i feel so sick

B: I want to see your writing..your….writing…

T: Ok, let me….doze on your lap…later we will…………………go

B: ok..doze…..

 Tina settled her head on Bette’s lap. Bette leaned her head back and through a break in the trees saw the night’s stars. Boy they were fucked! It was fun though, she touched Tina’s golden hair…”Stay there…my darling”.

TBC