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    Soul Singing – Part Two

    “Yes PLEASE!” Alice stated a little to eagerly, causing Dana to look at her triumphantly. “That is, I feel kinda bad tarnishing Dana’s tennis career so badly Howie. I think it’s only fair to her if we finish after this round.”

    “Set,” Dana corrected her.

    “Whatever,” Alice replied. She grabbed a ball and tried to serve it, missing it once only to miraculously have it sail over the net on her second attempt.

    “Whoa, did you see that?” Alice asked as she jumped up and down, looking from Dana to Howie. “Did you? I hit the ball!”

    “Did you only just figure out it out then that that’s what you’re suppose to do?” Howie said grinning, and just ducking a ball which Alice had thrown at him.

    “It was a great hit Al,” Dana called out sincerely, causing the blonde to smile. “Let’s call it a day. The courts are closing in a minute.”

    “Woohoo! I won then!” Alice cried out happily jumping into the air.

    “Al hitting one ball over the net doesn’t constitute winning,” Dana replied. “I kicked your butt and you know it.”

    “You just forfeited,” Alice said smiling. “I was ready to continue the game.”

    “Alice you know that isn’t fa-”

    “Ok ladies, let’s just call it even and go get those drinks,” Howie interrupted, saving the two stubborn women from an argument. “Deal?”

    “Deal,” Alice replied. When she turned to Dana she saw that the brunette had begun to gather the balls that lay on the court. “Why don’t you go order the drinks and I’ll help Dana clear up ok?”

    Howie nodded and began to walk towards the club, leaving Alice and Dana alone on the courts.

    “You know, even if I do say so myself, you’re a pretty good player Fairbanks,” Alice stated as she too began to pick up some of the stray balls around the court.

    “You weren’t too bad yourself Al,” Dana said, looking up at the blonde. “You know for a tennis player who had been playing since they were five and had gone to the national tennis tournament in college,” Dana continued, a sly grin plastered across her face.

    They both laughed quietly at this and then continued to pick up the tennis balls in silence. This whole ordeal had been so surreal for Alice. She couldn’t express how much she dreaded this tennis match and yet it turned out to be one of the most enjoyable days that Alice had had in a long time.

    Comments

    1. aww, that was so sweet. Loved it. especially dana and her mumbling:”I… yeah. I would love you…” Dana said, smiling. “You! No! Um… Love to! The going out… with you… I would love.. To. To do that. Not you. Not that I wouldn’t love you but I-I.”priceless! :D

    2. The was so sweet. I loved the interaction between Howie and Alice. Dana and Alice are so cute together. I always enjoy seeing the different ways authors have them fall for each other.

    3. I am so glad you enjoy writing this story, because you are doing an awesome job! It was a great chapter, I love how nice and caring Howie is. Please, post soon!

    4. OMG! I love this. It’s so adorably sweet. Just what everyone needs. I hope you keep rolling this one out! Oh and totally feeling the jealousy over Sleater-Kinney, I tried to see them with Pearl Jam earlier in the year, but all sold out so, have a blast!

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