“Give it a rest Al,” Dana snarled. “You’ll have your turn.”

While the girls bickered over who was to hold Angelica next, Tina and Bette ordered drinks. Chemistry had set up and was minggling with the crowd waiting for others to arrive. Then promptly at five o’clock she took the stage. Kit introduced her and she began to play, very soft folk gutiar, with a nice romantic feel. The room was quiet as she sang her frist song. Bette would glance at Tina every once in awhile. She just smiled back, while listening to the beautiful sounds.

Dana said to Alice, “Where do you think Shane is?” Just then she stepped through the door.

“Right behind you,” Alice said. Shane and Carmen snuck over to the table and quietly took a seat.

“Sorry were late,” Shane sounded guilty.

“Where’s Jenny?” Tina asked.

“She couldn’t make it,” Carmen replied.

“Well, it’s nice to see you two,” Kit said, as she lightly pinched Shane. “What would you like to drink?” Kit asked the girls.

“Two cappuccino’s please,” Carmen stated.

“Coming right up.” Kit went to get the drinks.

Chemistry was nearing the end of her second section. As she strumed the guitur letting the sound fill the room, Bette’s mind started to drift off. She recalled a time in her life when she wasn’t surrounded with so much love and friendship. When her life was all work and hardly any play. A time when she didn’t know what it meant to love or be loved. There were so many superficial people who came in an out of her life. You could never tell what any of them really wanted. They all had their agenda. Most of the time it was about what they could get for themselves. *****, all of the time it was. But, Tina was different. She never wanted anything from Bette. Except, of course love. Bette had always loved her. She could hear the faint sounds of the guitar whaling as she thought, “How could I love Tina and break and heart. How could I?” She felt the rambling in her head and needed it to cease.

Kit announced to the audience, that Chemistry would be preforming her last song for the evening. “With great pleasure,” she said, “I give you Chemistry.” A low soft tune began to play and Bette’s heart skipped a beat. She looked at Tina wondering if she too remembered. The last song she played, was the very first song Tina and Bette ever danced to. As the sound vibrated in Bette’s ear, she took heed to the words.