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"Best Of Friends"
© Tiffany and Nina ::Illusions Productions::
Chapter 2
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I miss the 'old' Chris," I always end up telling
myself that after our visits with him. It's just not
the same not having him around. I always liked to
remember the good ole' days with Chris. It just wasn't
the same, and it would never be. The phone interrupted
my thoughts and, I wasn't in the mood to answer it.
"I'll get it.." Tiffany announced, trying to fix my
dinner. "Hel-lo?"
"Hi." Nina said, in disgust with voice, at the sound
of Tiffany's voice.
"What do you want?!" I heard Tiffany say, in rage.
"Lemme talk to Justin!" Nina demanded, having an
attitude.
"Justin!" Tiffany yelled at me, trying to get my
attention, as I was thinking. "That bitch is on the
phone!"
I got up from my favorite chair, and got the phone,
"Hey Nina."
"Justin! Wassap!" She said, sounding very excited and
happy about something.
"Nothing much really," I said back to her, still
thinking about my best friend that I missed with a
passion. "Just got home from visiting Chris."
"Oh, that's cool.” Nina said with really no interest
in what I feeling at the moment, “Hey Justin, guess
what!" I couldn't understand why she was so excited. I
mean, Nina is the really mellow type, doesn't really
show her inner-self with people. "I'm doing Gucci
runway on Thursday night!"
I knew why she was excited. Gucci has the hottest runway, and it was Nina's dream to work with Gucci. I was happy for her, "That's awesome Nina!"
"Thanks! I wanted to invite you, and, well.. you can
bring..." I knew she didn't want to bring up the nerve
to say Tiffany, but I know that's what she meant.
"..Tiffany." She finally finished.
"We'll be there!" I replied.
"Awesome! Well, I got to go, see ya!"
"Bye."
"We'll be where, Justin?" Tiffany asked me, with
suspicion covering her features.
"Nina's runway show, she invited us. And you're
going." I said, walking away, Nina was a good friend
of mine, and I wanted her and Tiffany to get along.
“Justin, do you realize that I have a reputation to
keep? Everyone knows I hate Nina and if I show up at
her fashion show it’ll be all over the presses.”
Tiffany complained. I know she didn’t give a damn
about what the press had to say. She never did, she
just didn’t want to go.
“Tiff, please, for me.” I said puckering my bottom
lip and running my hand on hers softly.
“Ugh Justin, I fucking hate when you do that!”
Tiffany rolled her eyes and went back to cooking
dinner.
**
Sometimes when all my thoughts cross with my other
thoughts, I feel emotional, so what I like to do it
write. I write poetry, or even sometimes just jot down
some things in my journal. I know it sounds gay, and
I'm not Lance or JC, but it's just what I like to do.
I guess it's my way of coping with things. I could sit
outside on the porch on a nice breezy afternoon, and
just write. About anything, and everything. I remember
when Rain told me that Joey is getting into the adult
film career. I mean, I wasn't at all shocked. It's
Joey. But I still felt kind of weird about it. I wrote
almost 5 pages about how I felt that it was wrong of
Joey. But it's his life..
**
"Lance!" JC yelled, as his soapy body was calling
from the shower. "Could you bring me my towel?"
Lance got up, and took the towel to him. "Here
babe.." He said, handing the towel to JC, and kissing
him on the lips.
"Thanks."
As Lance walked back to living room, where he was
watching TV, someone knocked on the door, "JC! It's
Nina."
"Shit.." Lance thought to himself. If he is seen at
JC's house, while JC is in the shower, and Lance's
clothes everywhere, Nina would get suspicious.
"JC? Are you there? I saw your car.. I know you're
here!" She said, still knocking on the door.
Lance ran to the bathroom where JC was half dressed.
His eyes were large with concern and fear, "Jace!"
"Yeah?" JC turned to face Lance, "What's wrong?"
"It's Nina, she's here!" Lance said.
"Alright calm down, stay in my room." JC said
pointing Lance in the direction of his room.
Lance walked to JC's room as JC made his way out to
the pounding at his door, "JC LET ME IN I KNOW YOU'RE
HERE!!"
JC opened the door to see Nina's balled up fist ready
to hit the door again, "Calm down woman, I was in the
shower."
"Oh. Sorry." She said walking past JC, inviting
herself in.
"What's up." JC asked, as he ruffled the towel
through his wet hair.
"Joey asked me to bring this to you.." Nina said,
handing him a copy o Joey's newest film.
"Nina, you know how I feel about watching Joey have
sex." JC said, handing the tape back to her.
"I know, but he asked me to give it to you, so here."
She said, handing the tape back to him. "Also, I'm
doing Gucci runway on Friday night, you coming?"
"Of course I'm coming." JC responded.
"Ok, well, I got to run." Nina said, "I got to go do
some photo shoots." Just as she started to walk away,
she suddenly stopped. "Isn't that Lance's sweater?"
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