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    Jamais vu

     

    ”Uh-uh, nope Al, she meant you. She referred to your little “game” of kicking my ass, not the “game” of tennis.” Dana stated with an absolute satisfied smile on her face. Alice abruptly pulled away from Tina, giving her a questioning look that asked whether or not it was true. The tiniest nod Tina gave her confirmed Tina’s betrayal. At least that was what it was in Alice’s mind. A betrayal… : )

     

    ”Fuck you all then. I’ll indeed prove you all wrong tonight. And you Kennard don’t ever talk to me again. FYI “ever” means 10 minutes TK, you’re lucky I need your sweet damn support tonight. Now, shut up! ” With a shrug, she crossed her arms over her chest while pouting all the way.

     


     

    “As always, Jenny got all weird and didn’t show up for the game.” Tina said.

    “I have no idea why. By the way, Alice actually played really good. When did she learn all those moves?” Bette asked Shane.

    “Now that is the weirdest part.” Shane started laughing. “She planned to challenge Dana almost a year before that day. And she secretly learned how to play the game.”

    “Are you serious?” Bette asked, her mouth gaped open with shock.

    “Yup. Isn’t that so Alice?”

    “Soo Alice.”

    “Sooo Al…” they all burst out laughing.


    ”You ready Blondie?” the athlete yelled from across the tennis court.

     

    “Since when do you call me Blondie?” Alice said wincing visibly.

     

    ”Since when do you play tennis?” she retorted raising an eyebrow.

     

    ”Fuck off and hit the ball already!”

     

    “Hit the ball?? Or did you mean serve the ball?”

     

    “WHATEVER.” Alice threw her hands in the air “You are just postponing your humiliation kiddo.”

     

    “You keep saying that to yourself, Al. Just remember babe, you asked for it.” Dana smiled sweetly at her best friend.

     

    “Riiiiight…” Alice murmured with an evil smirk on her face. Dana served the first ball as Alice easily returned it. Dumfounded, Dana stood still. ‘How the fuck did she… When did she learn to…’ Lost in her thoughts she didn’t realize the blonde across the court was now doing a “chicken” dance. “Oh shit.” Dana lost the point thanks to her own surprise.

    Comments

    1. I can’t believe how much that made me laugh. I loved the little chicken dance. I hope they moved away, because for a little while it sounded like they died. Please no!

    2. that was hilarious! I loved it, i could imagine them out on the court and the ladies at the table and in the stands. So funny but i want to know why those three arent there. I’m worried! PPS

    3. Sheesh, about frigging time! I’m kidding, but I have to admit I was starting to think you’d given up on it. As I said before, it’s a great start and I want to see where you take it.

    4. I love this new beginning! Alice and her big mouth. :D I wonder how Danish eventually will hook up. I read your comment after reading this story and I must say it was a huge relief to see you wouldn’t kill the cutest couple ever (if I hadn’t read that comment I would have thought they were both dead).

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