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”Nothing, I just dropped my apple” Alice mumbled as she picked out another fruit from the bowl, biting into that one as well.
”Oh. Okay well, as I was saying-”
“Why do you want to go so bad anyway?” Alice sighed as she chewed on her apple.
It was at that moment that Bette decided to grace her friend with her presence, sauntering out of her bedroom wearing a tight black tank top, a pair of black spandex shorts and a wide grin.
“There’s this girl that’s going to be there on Saturday and I wanna talk to her”
Alice watched as Bette walked over to the apple that she had thrown and picked it up from the floor before taking it over to the sink, rinsing it free of any dirt.
“Did you tell her that you’re straight?” Alice’s eyes widened when Bette brought the apple to her lips and pointed at the fruit in disbelief. Bette shrugged and bit into the apple causing her best friend to shake her head with a smirk.
“Alice” Tina sighed.
“What?” Alice shrugged innocently, her mouth full of apple. “It’s not nice to lead people on, Tina. It’s not right to let that girl think you’re gay when in reality, you’re not”
Bette’s face lit up with interest and her eyes widened in surprise, ”Tina’s gay?” She mouthed.
Alice shot her best friend a death glare, a silent ”Don’t even go there”.
Bette laughed quietly and leaned over the island counter. She took another bite out of her apple.
She had known Tina for almost as long as she’d known Alice and though she cared for the younger blonde in her own way, their friendship wasn’t nearly as solid. Bette supposed they were closer at one point in their lives but all that changed once Tina went away to college.
During her high school years, Tina was their band’s number one fan. She was there for every practice and jam session and went to almost every live performance. Once she got accepted into UCLA, Tina opted to move into a dorm rather than live at home and rarely came around to visit. No matter how close she was.
Alice’s gaze went to Bette’s left hip and the garment stuck to her shorts there by static surely. She pointed to it and shrugged, mouthing the words ”What is that?”