When we first met, Chapter 3

Previously…

Then she put her head on Alice shoulder.

“Please, take me home and teach me…” she whispered.


Alice did just like she was asked. Took Tina home. Introduced her to the fine art of making love to a woman.



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Bette had an awful night. For a reason she couldn’t quite figure she couldn’t stop thinking about Tina. About the way she laughed, the way her smile could lit her the entire room.

“Great Porter, just what you needed, fantisising about your best friend’s girlfriend, suits wonderfully to your reputation.”

She toss and turned half of the night trying to get rid of her thoughts of her southern blond. And of what she must be doing to her best friend this very moment. Then exhausted she was finally asleep.

The next morning, he almost ripped James’s head out for asking her is she had a good night sleep. She tried to work and wasn’t very constructive.

“Come on Porter, you’ve got a gallery to take care of. What you’re thinking about is already taken care of.” she said out loud ” Come on focus! Dream of a lifetime your own gallery, you remember?”

“Hope I’m not intruding in your conversation with one of your favorite people!”

Bette suddenly turned, caught of guard, to see Alice entering her office. Her annoyance at the interruption of her train of thoughts quickly turned into concern seing that Alice didn’t look so good.

“Well you’re not interupting something major don’t worry. I’m just yelling at myself.” Bette said softly “So Al, what’s up, for someone who just got laid you don’t look so good…”

Alice looked shyly at her shoes, trying to clean an imaginary piece of dirt.

“Come on Al, tell me.”

“I know that you’re gonna make fun of me. But I’ll say it anyway. You know, sex was good, she’s pretty, she’s clever…”

“But?”

“But I don’t know it’s like. It’s like we’re not meant to be together. Everything looks good but there isn’t you know the spark, his thing that makes you crazy just thinking about her…”

“You mean, there’s friendship, there’s desire but not love?”

“Yes… Now come on, laugh out loud…”

“Why would I laugh Al? I think that it’s pretty courageous. Looking for love. You don’t know it, but looking for love, that’s the reason I’m not the player I used to be anymore…” Bette said softly, wrapping her arms around Alice. “Is that all you wanted to tell me?” she asked feeling that Al was still not back to her usual self.

“No… You know I’m not so good in human relationships. Bette, how do tell someone that you like her very mutch but that she’s not the one for you?”

“You could always dedicate her the KT Tunstall song but it would be kind of harsh” Bette said in an attempt to lighten the mood. “Seriously you just look at her in the eyes, if she was your true love it would be both way, just ask her how she feels, and then try to keep her freiendship with her, she looks like a fine lady to me.”

At that moment, Bette didn’t like the spark she saw in her best friend’s smile.

“What, Al I feel like you’re gonna make me do something stupid.”

“Bette would you do me a huge favour? Would you do it for me?”

“You’re asking me to break up with your girlfriend. I feel like a twelve years old right now. So much for Ivy League education.”

“Bette please, I don’t think I can do this.”

“Alright Al, I will, but you’ll owe me big time!”

“I love you Porter!”

“Well I sure hope so!”

Alice poked her right arm. Laughing.

“Oh and Bette, just because I love you and you’re gonna be my messenger, doesn’t mean I’m not gonna ask for more in this “not being a player” thing!”

“Good to see you back to your old self Al!”

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“Well this was definitely good. Guess I’m really not straight.” was the first thing Tina allowed herself to think when she finally reached her office after half the day chasing movie directors turned into divas.

“This is weird. I’ve never liked sex that much but it feels like there’s something missing. Well maybe it’s because it was my firsts times, guess practice makes talent. And what was that weird thought this morning? Thinking about Alice’s best friend less than an hour after waking up next to her. What the hell was that thought? Thinking about how it would feel like to make love to her. Well it goes with the first time, the weird thoughts and the crazy hormones. I guess it’s not just about being a teenager. It’s about reaching a turning point of your life.” her train of thoughts was interrupted by her cell phone ringing.

“Alphaville Studios, Tina Kennard speaking.”

“Hi Tina, this is Bette, Alice’s friend, I was wondering if you’d like to have a drink tonight? Have a little talk?”

“I’d love to, Planet 7 PM?”

“Yes that would be great, See you tonight, bye…”

“Bye Bette.”

After hanging up, Tina felt butterflies in her stomach.

“Stop feeling this way, she’s your girlfriend’s best friend” she admonished hersefl “but maybe if I don’t feel that way about Alice, maybe I should beak up with her, before harming her… Fuck how do you break up with a woman? And a woman you like none the less?”