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Young Folks – Chapter 9
“Listen Al, it’s not what you think it is. Nothing had happened between Helena and I.”
“Heh heh. Nice try Porter. I know you were so screwing her yesterday and half the night.”
“No no no. I wasn’t screwing her. I swear, nothing was going on between the both of us yesterday and last night.” Bette shook her head.
Alice raised her eyebrow, “Oh yeah. And I’m suppose to believe you that somehow she magically appeared in your apartment eh?”
“No. She didn’t just magically appear. She moved in yesterday.” Bette stated as a matter-of-factly.
Alice’s mouth fell open, “Oh my god, U hauling already? Whoa whoa whoa. Bette, you have to slow down.”
“What on earth are you talking?” Bette said, amused by Alice’s remark. Helena’s just my roommate. We’re just roommates.”
“Yeah, but she’s the roommate that you have a thing for.”
“It doesn’t mean that I would act on it.” She half lied.
Alice rolled her eyes.
“You do know what roommates in the lesbian dictionary mean right?” She questioned. “Well, just in case you’ve forgotten, like how you forgot about breakfast this breakfast his morning. She being your roommate is equivalent to that girl that happens to be someone who you live with and is your fuck buddy.”
Bette let out a frustrated sigh. “But I see Helena as a roommate in the context of a heterosexual.”
Before Alice could argue further, there was a faint knock on the door. “Sorry to interrupt you guys but Alice, you have a phone call from Shane. You might want to get it, she’s called a couple of times already.”
“I’ll be out in a sec,” Alice walked towards the door. She turned around and shrugged at Bette, “I don’t know about this Bette.”
Alice exited Bette’s room to pick up the call, “Thanks Helena.”
“You’re welcome.” Helena smiled. She pondered what the two of them were talking about in the room. Whatever they were talking about seemed serious. She peered into the room to find Bette sitting cross legged on her bed. Knocking lightly on the door, she asked, “May I come in?”
Bette looked up and smiled, “Yeah, come on in.”
Helena walked into the room and sat down next to Bette on the bed.
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dirty dancing anyone????? blame in on the alcohol!!!!
Good chapter. Alice very funny as always. Can’t wait to see what the evening will bring.
Can’t wait to read what happens during the night out!!!!
Wonder what the evening will bring. Good update, pps.
Nice update. I’m waiting for Helena and Bette to stop playing games and admit they like each other. Somebody needs to make a move. Hopefully their night out with a little alcohol and some close dancing will speed up the process. PPS