Chapter Eight

Ben stood there slowly rocking sided to side, staring at nothing in perticular.

Tracy: “Benjamin, there are only three to choose from, pick a car already!”

Tina: “Yeah come on Ben im starting to get hungry.”

Ben: “Food? Definatly we should get some food” he said taking his focas off of the task at hand once again.

Tina: “Pick a car Ben.” She was now growing impatient.

After another ten minutes Ben finally picked his car and left Tina to her own devices while he filled out the paperwork with Tracy, or the warden as he would refer to her. Tina wished her brother luck and went outside to wait. She hadn’t been with her thoughts for more than a minute when her cell phone rang. She reached in her pocket and answered without checking the caller ID.

Tina: Hello?”

Eric: “Hi Tina.”

Tina: “Eric, I don’t have anything to say to you.”

Eric: “I understand your angry.”

Tina: “Im going to hang up now.”

Eric: “Your not innocent either Tina.”

Tina: “What the ***** are you talking about?”

Eric: “Everyone saw you with Bette last night at the gallery”

Tina was like a dear caught in headlights.

Tina: “What are you implying?” she defensivly snapped

Eric: “You know what I mean Tina, you were there.”

Tina: “You have no premis for this.”

Eric: “I know what I hear.”

Tina: “***** you” She hung up the phone and put it back in her pocket.

Tina couldn’t believe the conversation she just had. It began to eat her alive when she realized Eric’s attempt to retain his ego had some truth behind it. “Was it that noticable” she wondered. “There was nothing to notice, right?” After a painful battle, her mind was lost to her heart. She was starting to come to terms with her curiosity for Miss. Porter. Thruth be told, curiosity was just the G rated title for Tina’s thoughts but she wasn’t ready to open that door..yet.

Tina always felt her sexuality was predisposed, but all of a sudden her world had been flipped upsidedown.