"Does it worry you that you won't be seeing Chloe at all this weekend?" Cindy asked while sticking a sticker on a little boys t-shirt.
"Not really. She has to work," I replied dancing toward a group of girls screaming for Mardi Gras beads. One lifted her shirt up.
"Oh she gets one," Cindy said grabbing a beaded necklace and flinging it in her direction.
"When was the last time you guys spent time out? Not in bed?" Cindy asked.
I thought about it. "Probably a couple of months ago," I replied.
"So pretty much you only see her and have sex?" Cindy asked. "That's deep."
"Well, no," I said considering it and flinging more beads at half naked girls. "Yes, I guess. We both have are things going on. It isn't intentional."
"Is she cheating on you?" Cindy asked.
"No," I replied. "Why would you ask that?"
"I don't know. I just get a weird feeling that she is creeping around," Cindy and grabbed my hand to dance." I don't trust her. If I find out she is I'm going to kick her ass."
"Cin--. I don't trust your girlfriend either," I replied, laughing. Cindy's new flavor of the month was about 21. She was wearing pigtails, daisy duke short and a tiny tee. She actually could pull it off. But she would not leave the side of her best friend who happened to be one of the drag queens in the parade. Currently, she was playing with the hair of another girl, a"friend" who was walking next to her.
"Yeah, neither do I," Cindy replied and rolled her eyes.
Jane ran up to us. "Here are more stickers and beads guys," she said and winked. "Let's go get 'em. Oh, that girl is hot over there," she said in a high pitched dreamy voice and ran over toward the crowd. Cindy and I followed laughing.
The girl Jane was fawning over was really hot indeed. It was Diane who volunteered with Jane on a regular basis. "Oh, so you are Diane," I said looking back and forth from Jane to Diane. "I've heard a lot about you. She was right. You are a knockout."
Diane smiled sweetly. "Thanks."
Really, I had just heard a lot about how much Jane adored Diane. Unfortunately for Jane, Diane had a girlfriend.
My phone rang. It was my good friend Stacey. "Um, Rubes I just saw Chloe. This is going to sound weird, but there is this girl at the bar ...and Chloe is definitely flirting with her."
"Oh, I see," I said mad and disappointed at the same time.
"What do you want me to do?" Stacy asked.
"Send me a picture," I told Stacy.
In a minute I had the pic of Chloe on my phone leaning over the bar and talking to a blonde girl.
I sent Chloe a text. When she hadn't replied after a half an hour, I knew I needed to have one of those conversations with her. She was supposed to meet me and the gang at the Pier Dance so I would have my opportunity then. - Ruby
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