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The Starting Line: Chapter 8
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“I’m just starting to really establish myself in the tennis world. The last thing I need is bad publicity right now to kill my career before it ever started!”
I shook my head, “What? There’s no dyke tennis players out there?”
“There’s a few, but they are like world-class athletes. They win all the tournaments so no one cares if they are. And they don’t flaunt it. People know they’re gay but don’t see they’re gay.”
I shook my head, “Who cares? I don’t know… I just know that I wouldn’t care what everyone thought. I’d still go ask that girl out.”
“You think?”
“Why not? Ask her for a drink at Milk or coffee here where you already go and you won’t stand out if you’re so worried about it. But you can’t just let every pretty girl go like that.”
“Maybe… I still have no idea what I’d say to her though…”
I grabbed a napkin and borrowed a pen from the next table. “Write down your number.”
Dana looked confused, but wrote her number down on the napkin. I took the napkin and returned the pen with a thank you. I then stood up and headed over to the girl. I tapped her on the shoulder, said hello to her, and motioned over to Dana, who was trying to melt into her seat back at our table, trying to disappear with embarrassment. I explained that my shy, yet amazingly wonderful friend, wanted me to give her her phone number and hoped the two could meet at Milk one night for a drink. The curly blond checked out Dana, smiled, and took the number thanking me. She asked why Dana hadn’t come over herself, and I merely shrugged, explaining that she was shy and just needed a little push. The blond nodded and said she’d be more than happy to give someone who looked like that a push and pocketed the napkin. I wished her a good evening and returned to the table. Dana glanced up at me from her slouched position.
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Ahh, I just love the way you write Shane and the rest of the girls. Please post again soon!
Your portrayal really gets to me. Thank you, for writing so beautifully. It is a truly poignant tale. ADx
Awesome chapter and i love the way you write Shane. Post soon!.
Your telling of Shane’s thoughts and feelings are terrific!!! I do not think there have ever been a fic that has concentrated so solely on Shane and her complexities. Your doing such an outstanding job of showing her caring, sensitivity, and her insecurities. Your writing of her past and present is AWING!!! I really love seeing how her and Bette are connected. It seems so like how it would be if we saw it on the show if they had this good writing or let us see this. I also would love seeing a more detailed bonding moment with her and Tina.
Still absolutey perfect…….just how I imagined Shanes back story to be……..but better.Thanks for writng.FAY
Wonder cgapter,Now Shane has a family. thanks
Ah, kd you really had it all in this one! Shane’s question to Alice about the broken part being on the wrong half for her is classic…and the birthday party hurt my heart. I was afraid that she would bolt, at first. To think that she had rarely had even the most minimal of celebrations is so sad, but I think it was also important that you clarified that the effort by her mother, as erratic and minimal as it was, still meant something to Shane, and needs to be respected by the others. I thought it was wonderful that she was able to stay and accept their love and caring. There was even a brief second of hope that Bette and Shane might at some point…!!! which I am holding onto no matter what Shane says. Now, the thing that would make it perfect would be if it were Tina free, but even if she is in it this is still such a beautiful, poignant fic I look forward to daily.