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    the L saga: Episode Twenty-One

     

    “I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t come through the middle of class and think you can waltz in. You can leave and come back tomorrow at the proper time.”

     

    “I—,” Bette looked at her.

    “You can leave.” Audrey sighed and turned back around. She walked out of the room, and Bette continued on with her class. 

     

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                Dana walked into the women’s locker room and saw Jocelyn.

     

    “Hey, what are you doing here?”

     

    Jocelyn smiled. “I work here.”

     

    “That’s cool.” Dana nodded.

     

    “You looked really good out there.”

     

    “Thank you.”

     

    “I love your form and your stance, it’s amazing.”

     

    “Oh stop,” Dana had that goofy grin plastered on her face.

     

    “No really, I’m being honest.” 

     

    “Thank you again Jocelyn. I appreciate it.”

     

    “No problem.” Dana went towards her locker and unlocked it. Jocelyn watched Dana and pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. She licked her lips and watched Dana as she began to undress. Dana felt eyes on her and turned around to see Jocelyn staring at her.

     

    “Umm—Jocelyn?” Jocelyn snapped out of it.

     

    “Oh, I’m sorry—I’ll leave you to your privacy.” Jocelyn laughed fretfully and walked out of the locker room. Dana exhaled and continued to get out of her sweaty clothes.

     

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                Shane walked into WAX and flung her keys around her finger. She saw Chantal packing up her stuff from the desk and walked over to her.

     

    “Hey, what are you doing?” Chantal looked up and saw Shane. She smiled softly and put her hands on her hips.

     

    “Uh—I quit.”

     

    “What? Why?”

     

    “Because I’m going to Italy. Chantal smiled softly at Shane. “I got an internship with Donatella Versace.”

     

    “Really?” Chantal nodded and smiled harder. “Congratulations.” Shane walked around the desk and wrapped her arms around Chantal. “I’m happy for you. Wait to go.”

     

    “Thank you,” they pulled away and smiled at each other. They stared into each other eyes what felt like an eternity, but Shane shook her head.

     

    “So when do you leave for Italy?”

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