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    I Will Not Let You Fall

    Tina shook her head, wondering what is it, that runs the show in Alice’s head.

    ”Al, I have Economic History first too. If you’ve forgotten, we are in the same group”

    ”But she adores you! And hates me! Please, Tina! You are my best friend, right? We’ve been together since first grade!”

    ”Don’t you dare blackmail me! I can’t believe it!” Tina laughed, flabbergasted. ”I’m standing in a traffic jam, so I really can’t pick you up. I think I’m gonna be late anyways. Ask Dana” Tina encouraged.

    ”You are mean. And I’ll recall you sometimes” Alice expressed her disappointment. ”Meet you in college, CLASSMATE!” Alice accented and hung up.

    Tina snorted and throwed her phone to the passenger seat. She didn’t really care if she is late or if her Professor kicks her out of the lecture hall or if Alice doesn’t speak with her all day, though it’s impossible. She didn’t care.

    Why? Oh why did she have to come over to the bar counter and speak with Bette? Her life would have been soooo good if she stayed at the table with girls and just let that boring girl flirt with her. Fucking tequila always makes her ass do stupid things.

    It’s been more than a week since she had an encounter with the mystifying brunette. Throughout the week she had four dreams about her, one of which was flooded with scenes of sexual nature. She would wake up and have the need to go and shower. She was sure that her mind was going crazy.

    After she came home from celebrating Dana’s birthday, she googled Peabody right away. Yes, she found out that one Helena Peabody is the owner of that bar. Yes, Helena Peabody is a twenty four year old native of London. Running through Helena Peabody’s awfully brief biography on the bar’s site, Tina hoped that Bette’s name would flicker in one paragraph or another. Absolutely nothing.

    ”What am I gonna do with myself now?” Tina asked herself quietly, unfastening her seat belt. Once she came out of the car, she thought that she would just immerse herself in her studies.

    She was a little unsuccessful though.

    After the classes Tina, Dana and newly friendly Alice were walking down the college’s walkway, guiding to the parking lot.

    ”I don’t want to go to that moron’s stupid party” Dana said. ”No way I’m gonna tolerate being touched by his sticky nasty hands again. I’m just not going, Al” She shook her head stoutly.

    Alice groaned. She looked at Tina. ”TK? Are you in?” She asked her blonde friend hopefully.

    ”Are you kidding me?” Tina laughed. ”Sorry, Al, but I’m with Dane here. Steve is… just gross. Why are you so crazy about his party by the way?”

    ”Well, there will be the girl, who knows the girl, who can give me… Wow, who’s that?” Alice slowed down, looking to her left.

    ”Where?” Tina asked, turning around and looking at the direction her friends were looking.

    ”Oh my God” She elicited in semitone.

    ”Hi, good-looker” Greeted Bette and flashed her ten million watt smile.

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