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    Space Train – Chapter Three: Stomp the Rat

    Alice thought to herself, ‘oh well, this one is still fine…’

     

    Tina: So did you girls wait long?

     

    Dana: No, we just got here.

     

    Tina: And how are you feeling Dana? Shane?

     

    Shane: Oh, I’m fine. Thank you.

     

    Dana: Yes, much better. Thank you for saving our lives.

     

    Angel and Tina smiled at each other.

     

    Angel: That’s good, we’re glad to hear that.

     

    Tina: Excuse me girls , I need to use the wash room.

     

    Angel: Do you want me to go with you?

     

    Alice: Yes, we can go with.

     

    Tina chuckles at the spunky blonde.

     

    Tina: Thank you but no thanks. My need of chaperone days is over. I’ll be back in a minute.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    Tina enters the bathroom to see a familiar face in front of the mirrors. She took the sink beside her.

     

    Tina: Wow. Stalking me now? I know I’m sexy, but come on. Don’t be so obvious.

     

    Bette lets out a soft laugh and turned to the blonde; her stare was deadly and before Tina even realize it. She was pinned against the cold wall.

     

    Tina: What are you doing? Get your hands off me.

     

    Bette: What now? Not so tough huh? By the way, YOU walked in here and saw me. It wasn’t the other way around. Then YOU chose to use the sink beside me when there are others that YOU can use. So, tell me, why am I the one stalking your sexy ass? Bette purred in Tina’s ear.

     

    Tina: Get your hands off me now or else you’ll be sorry.

     

    Bette smiles at the blonde’s threat.

     

    Bette: What are you going to do, huh?

     

    Tina stomps on the open-toes shoe that is Bette’s and pushed her back.

     

    Bette: Oww.

     

    Tina: That!

     

    She sticks her tongue out at the brunette in pain.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    The girls see Tina walking back to their table.

     

    Angel: What’s with the cheesy smile, Tina?

     

    Tina: Oh nothing. I just stepped on a rat.

     

    Alice, Dana, and Shane turned to Tina for further elaboration. Tina smile.

     

    Tina: I’m kidding.

     

    Bette returned to the table not realizing the vacant chairs were now filled.

     

    Bette: You wouldn’t beli…

     

    Bette didn’t finish her sentence as she took her seat across from the blonde who just hurt her a moment ago.

     

    Alice: Wouldn’t believe what, Porter?

     

    Bette: Um. Nothing.

     

    Alice: Okay, well let me introduce you to our heroes this afternoon. This is Angel. Angel this is Bette Porter.

     

    Angel extended her hand. Bette smiled and politely takes her hand.

     

    Angel: Nice to meet you.

     

    Bette: Likewise, and thank you for saving my friends lives.

     

    They shared a quick laugh.

     

    Angel: No problem.

     

    Dana: And this is Tina. Tina, Bette.

     

    Tina had on a wicked smile as she extends her hand out to Bette.

     

    Tina: Hi.

     

    Bette played along. She reached out to the blonde and took her hand squeezing it just a little too tight. Tina cringed.

     

    Bette: Hello. It’s nice to meet you.

     

    Tina: Nice to meet you too.

     

    Alice: Um. You can let go now, Bette.

     

    Bette finally let go and Alice leaned in to whisper.

     

    Alice: Remember Bette. We saw them first. They’re off limits.

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