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    Twisted Triangles ch.12

    “Holy *****!!” Alice exclaims

    “What?”

    “She likes you doesn’t she?”

    “What?!!” Ok maybe squeaking that like a frightened girl wasn’t good idea. It tuned Alice into what was really going on quicker than I was comfortable with.

    “And you like her!! Oh my God!!!!”

    “Who, Grace?”

    “Oh please, Porter, you know who I’m talking about.”

    “Alice, please. Last night was not an accurate indication of who I’m really attracted to.” Back peddle a little, maybe it’ll confuse her. “Besides I even talked to that girl that was going after Eric, remember.”

    “Please, don’t remind me. Besides you already said that nothing happened with her, so that’s really not an excuse.” Ok right now I really don’t need anyone to call me out on my bullshit. Where is Shane?

    “Ok. Maybe last night clouded my judgement. But in the clear light of day I see now that maybe I had feelings for the straight girl last night. But that was last night. I have since abandoned my quest to make her ‘straight until she’s not’ as you put it.”

    “Good. Good to know that you’re listening when I spout words of wisdom.”

    “Uh-huh.” Well hard part’s over. Might as well wrap this up. “Thanks for the talk Al. I’m going to get breakfast since there seems to be nothing to eat here besides everything from the cereal isle.”

    “Yeah, Eric and I don’t like food that requires more than 3 steps to prepare. But I’m sure you knew that.”

    “Unfortunately I do. I’ll pick something up from IHOP.”

    “What about Mel’s?”

    “I really don’t feel like Mel’s, Al.”

    “Who says it’s about you?”

    “I’m going now.”

     

    And with that, I escaped my first LA interrogation in reasonable shape. I have to breathe. Maybe this stoop will provide some answers if I sit here long enough. Damn if Alice didn’t give me a ***** load to think about. What if that argument was about me? What if Tina confessed something to Grace. Something she didn’t even confess to me. And why should I care? Tina likes my brother. She said so, I said so. Ok so our actions didn’t really say that. At all. The whole time we were together, it was like Eric who? And that’s not right. I know how my brother is. He’d freak if he ever found out. He’ll hate me again and I can not let that happen. I promised him that I’d change.

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