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    Tomorrow – Chapter Eight

    “I know Dana, in case you hadn’t noticed. I get along with her. It won’t be a problem.”

    “Tee, you’re the greatest person on earth!” Alice started to make some weird moves that probably were supposed to be some kind of happy dance.

    “You’re an angel! You rock! Tee, you are such a good friend, I can’t believe it.”

    “Stop kissing my ass like that already! I’d rather have someone else to do that.”

    Alice jumped on Tina’s bed and looked at her with big eyes and an open mouth.

    “Who is it? Tell me who it is! I knew there was someone. Is it Ian? That creep?”

    “No, silly.”

    “Who is it then?”

    “You don’t know her.”

    “Of course I do. It’s a small community and I don’t want to be arrogant, but I know most gays in LA.”

    “I’m not gonna tell you. I’m not certain of anything at all.”

    “When are you gonna meet her?”

    “Friday. But that’s all I’m telling you.”

    “What? But I’m your friend. Don’t you trust me?”

    Tina smiled. “Of course I do, Al. I just don’t wanna tell you yet. And if you keep on whining, I can always talk to Dana about some weird habits of yours. About how loud you snor and how you wear your underwear four days on row.”

    “That’s just mean, Tee!”

    “Hey, what happened to the angel? The best friend on earth?”
    “Allright, allright, have fun.”

    “Always.”

    “Coca Cola?”

    “Okay, Al, you’re getting weird. Now, go to bed.”

    “Sleep tight. Dream of your princess on the white horse.”

    “Or prince.”

    “Whatever.”

    _ _

    Bette Porter POV

    Every minute was an hour, every hour was a day, time went by slower than ever. She couldn’t manage to concentrate when Kit was explaining her how to do everything. Bette felt like a child, she didn’t know anything about cooking.

    “Fuck, Kit, I’ll never be able to do it!”

    “Don’t be silly! Of course you can. Just do what I told you. You have written every step down, and you have already made a scheme. You can’t do much more.”

    “So, you really think I shouldn’t give her those flowers at 6.15, when she comes in?”

    Comments

    1. Cute, cute, cute story. I love that Tina is playing so hard to get – Bette’s nervousness and over-the-top preparations are hysterical. Please post again soon – I’m really enjoying this story.

    2. This could be hilarious…I hope Tina doesn’t get mad…Bette just needs to tell her the truth now and move on. I’m sure her not being able to cook will be just fine..once other skills are put to the test. pps

    3. I cant stop laughing when Bette is acting like a waiter who just got hired.ROFL….that was hilarious… Bette is just too cute but she have to be honest now that Tina is being friendly w/ her.

    4. Please tell me Tina thinks this is as hilarious and cute as it appears to me. I mean c’mon Bette has her sister hide in the kitchen so she can give Tina the perfect dinner. How adorable is that. :)

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