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    Finding Alex 8

    No she was nice, but yeah, a little intense, Marissa grinned. Was that the Bette, uh, Tinas Bette.

    Shane leaned back on the couch and closed her eyes briefly, Yeah, I guess thats one of the goals of tonight. Get them to talk to one another.

    One? Marissa frowned.

    Shane mentally smacked her forehead, she didnt want to tell the younger girl about inviting Alex in case she didnt show, Um, yeah, Alice. I mean my friend Alice likes Dana, shell be there tonight, and I figure maybe I can fix that one as well.

    Marissa stared at the other woman confused, Why are you so dead set on fixing your friends problems, dont you have better things to do? Oh God Im sorry, that was incredibly nosey of me.

    Chuckling Shane cut off Marissa embarrassed ramblings, I dont know, they kind of, their my family. Bette and Tina, they were, or seemed, so perfect before and their both so miserable right now And Alice and Dana are just getting ***** annoying. I swear if they dont solve this sexual tension or whatever the ***** it is Im gonna kill them both.

    Ah, spoken like a true friend indeed, Marissa choose to ignore the apparently touchy subject of Shanes feeling towards Bette and Tina.

    Picking up a pillow Shane playfully hurled it in the direction of her new friend, Damn straight.

    So have you lived in West Hollywood your entire life? Marissa clutched the pillow close to her chest.

    Nah, I moved out her about I think about seven year, Shane spoke tapping her chin in reflection.

    You were sixteen, Marissa deduced mentally doing the math.

    Yeah, I guess, Shane shrugged.

    So your parents live around here?

    Shanes back straightened ever so slightly, Nah, I moved out here on my own.

    Marissa noted Shanes obvious discomfort, Sorry, I didnt mean to

    Its okay, I only met my mom once so, Shanes eyes drifted to stare at some invisible object in front of her. I was on my own for most of my life anyway.

    What about your dad?

    Shane jerked out of her stupor as if remembering something unpleasant, What about you? Whats going on with the whole suitcase and teenage running away *****?

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