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    Young Folks – Chapter 10B

    “We’re so awesome at this game.” Alice raised her hand for a high five from both Shane and Tory who hadn’t lost at all.

    “Hey… Helena and I were pretty awesome too. Right Helena?” Dana giggled, giving Alice and Helena a high five each.

    Shane laughed, glad to see the tennis chick to loosen up a little.

    “Mmmhmm…” Helena giggled along.

    Their attention was then diverted to the stage when an announcement was made. The band that they came to see was coming on in five minutes time.

    “We should totally move up.” Alice said, finishing up the last bit of her beer, “Dane, think you’re not too drunk to move up closer to the stage?”

    “Totally. Fried Rice Paradise rocks my socks off!” Dana slurred, giving Alice the rock-on gesture.

    The gang laughed at the brunette’s enthusiasm. Bette told the gang that both Helena and herself would meet them at the stage since Helena seemed pretty drunk. Everyone else scooted off the booth and headed towards the stage.

     Although the lighting was dim, Bette could see that Helena’s face was flushed from the alcohol. The Brit had a tad too much to drink. She felt bad that Helena had to down two shots because of her lousy drinking game skills.

    “Lena, do you want to move up front or stay here?” Bette asked gently.

    “I’m not drunk.” Helena slurred loudly.

    Bette snickered at her incoherent response, “I didn’t say that you were.”

    The room was filled with enthusiastic cheering, screaming and whistling when the band entered onto the stage. The four band members smiled and waved to the ardent crowd as they got into their positions, making last adjustments on their instruments and microphones.

    “The band’s on stage!” Helena pointed out. She scooted out of her seat and stumbled towards Bette who reflexively lunged forward to break her fall.

    “Are you okay?” Bette asked, glad that she had prevented the fall.

    Helena looked up and giggled, “Did you see how I nearly fell flat on my face?”

    Part of Bette wanted to laugh at what Helena had just said but instead she said firmly, “I think we should just sit and watch the band play from here.”

    Comments

    1. What now indeed. Let’s Hope Helena was just playing possum & actually heard the convo. Maybe it’ll help push her to follow her heart. Great update, PPS!

    2. ok none of them made a move yet I am not disappointed lol. I knw it’s coming a deep long suave kiss and done lol. no it’s great but I am still waiting for the weho to happen hey. PPVS

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