Why do I even bother? I knew why. I had wanted to look pretty for Shane.

The phone rang causing me to jump. Jesus, you would think I was on crack or something.

Hello? Oh hi, Shane. I cant wait to see you tonight. My parents are out of townOhNo, no. Its okayHow about we hang later tonight or tomorrow instead? Okay then. Ahh, I wish you luck with whatever you have to doBye, Shane.

I hang up the phone, disappointed that I wasnt going to see her tonight. It has been a routine of sort for us to hang out every night. All dressed and no where to go.

On an impulse, I called Lindsay and told her to meet me at the Crazy Nannys. Once the thought of going out was inside my head, I had to go out. It was like a compulsion, an itch that I had to satisfy.

Hey Lynn.

Hey stranger. Havent seen you in a long while.

Yeah, sorry about that. I was pretty busy. I didnt want to bring Shane up in the conversation because more than anything I did not want to see my best friend hurt.

Hah, you mean you have been busy at it with our studly friend. Lindsay wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, genuinely happy for her friend.

I spontaneously hugged her, happy beyond anything that our friendship was so strong. You know that I love you.

Yeah, I know. I love you too, M. Okay enough of this mush. So where is Shane this fine evening?

She said she had to take care of something.

Lynn smiled wickedly, Well then, we will have some fun without her. I rolled my eyes at that, and she quickly amended, Or you will help me find some fun tonight.

I laughed because this was the typical Lynn that I love. All right, Im all yours.

We found a table and sat down. This was a miracle in itself because it was a Friday night, and every lez in town seemed to be here tonight.

When we sat down, Lynn took out a silver flask and poured into our glasses of coke. This was the only way that we could get alcohol since Jude was still as tight fisted as ever.