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    Tell Me Again – Chapter 20

     

    Jen:  Yeah, wellyour right.

     

    Tina:  You really think so, because I could really use some genuine support right now

     

    Jen:  I do.  Im actually pretty proud of you Tina, the old Tina would have just thrown herself in without looking backwhich is what I thought you were doing.

     

    Tina:  I was

     

    Jen:  So, what did Bette have to say about all this? 

     

    Tina:  She took it a lot better than I thought she would.

     

    Jen:  Did she go back to L.A.?

     

    Tina:  Her flight leaves tomorrow morning

     

    Jen:  What are you going to do when you go back?

     

    Tina:  I am going to get school figured out and were going to have a good time

     

    Both Tina and Jen fell silent once again.  Tina returned to her thoughts and Jen became completely enthralled with the wind rushing past her extended arm.

     

    They drove around for another half hour finishing up their second bowl and listening to the radio.  Tina maneuvered her way down a windy back road and arrived at her mothers house moments later.

     

     

    –Casa de Momzilla-

     

     

    Tina pulled into the driveway and parked in her usual spot next her brothers car. 

     

    *Christ, doesnt he have a job?  Why is he always here?  I was willing to come here and listen to my mom ***** at me for an hour, which I could handle, but with Adam here im sure it will turn into an inquisition.*

     

    Jen:  What the ***** is aren..dev..ez?! she was looking at the car next to Tinas, completely making up her own pronunciation. 

     

    Tina turned around and looked at the car then back at Jen.

     

    Tina:  Are you serious?

     

    Tina could see by the confused expression on her friends face and that she was in fact completely serious.

     

    Tina:  That says Rendezvous you ding dong she burst out laughing.

     

    Jen:  Are you serious? she also began laughing hysterically I have never in my life seen that word spelled out!

     

    Tina:  Wow she said finally calming herself and catching her breath.

     

    Tina and Jen walked up the back steps and into the house.  Like usual her family was sitting in the kitchen talking.  Apparently this time it was about Tina, because the second they walked in all conversation stopped.  Tina instantly felt a little nervous, she knew just saying she was ready to go back to school wasnt going to fly.

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    1. Nice to see yor back!!
      I wonder if tina gets this werid happy feeling when she is high around her mother.
      Can’t wait to read about the car ride home it should be a blast I always know my road trips are.

    2. Hey piratesb/f! You’re story remains one of my favorites! I love the little gems of comic relief that this story is peppered with–they crack me up! Like Jen’s not noticing the confrontation between T and her mom and brother because of the state she was in, failing to see that Tina left the room…and her using “Tetris skills” to load the trunk…lol! I like your sense of humor as well as I like this story! Thanks:D

    3. Great! This is one of the rare stories where Tina has the spotlight. I love it!

      I, however, would never have the nerve to go home to mom totally stoned! Your Tina is a work of art!

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