Chapter 2

Angela, however could not have been more wrong because next Saturday she found herself sitting among Georgia, James, Peter and a bunch of other people she hardly recognized. They were out for drinks and everybody was already a little bit drunk except her. Her best friend and James seemed to be getting along really well and although a part of her was happy for Georgia another couldn't help but feel jealous.

The music was too loud so she had already stopped trying to hear what they were saying and she was quietly sipping her Coke. The look on James face, however was precious. He was having fun and most of all he was touching Georgia with every chance he got. Casually stroking her arm or her leg more intimately thinking that no one saw them, but Angela knew the signs too well to ignore them. Another male was falling for her friend and apparently this one was falling fast.

The truth was that she tried too hard to avoid him. She was scared that he would tell somebody what he witnessed between her and Nick or that he would ask her demanding an explanation for her behaviour. Angela absolutely couldn't and wouldn't explain. So, she was sitting as far away as possible and closely to Peter who was bragging about his new boyfriend with every opportunity.

Sometimes I feel like I'm in Sex and The City, she thought to herself. And the fact is the more I think about it the more conveinced I am that I don't belong here. It was really a frightening feeling because somehow, maybe it was genetics or psychology, it was a human need to have a sense of belonging. It's like when you hear a joke that everybody finds hilarious and you don't get it. You start feeling stupid or simply out of place because you need to be part of the group. Hell, that's what keeps society together. That people, even though apart, have to be members of society.

That's great! Everybody is having fun getting drunk and I'm contemplating philosophical issues! I must be more desperate than I thought. Georgia interrupted her thoughts and sat by her side sending Peter to get better acquainted with James.

"You look great today", she said and Angela laughed.

"You're too kind. I just wore jeans and a red blouse".

"Yes, but everybody is looking at your tits and red is your color and you know it baby!" She took her cigarettes from her purse and offered Angela one.

"So now that we have smoke and alcohol let's talk about boys", she proposed and it was clear that she had something to say about James.

"More like about a certain boy who is trying too hard to avoid your best gay friend!"

Georgia laughed when she saw that Angela was right. Peter was touching James' leg and he was feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Do you like him?"

"Me?"

"Yeah you! Don't act like that. You are my best friend. Your opinion matters. So?"

"Well, I..." Angela hadn't even thought about that. "I guess I do like him", she concluded.

"Plus the fact that he is absolutely gorgeous", Geordia added. Her brown eyes were shining with happiness and her smile was huge.

"He is cute", Angela admitted reluctantly.

"Come on girl. He is not just cute. He is just like that guy who you like to watch every Thursday on LOST. What's his name?"

"Josh Holloway. But your James is not blond". Actually he did look like Josh Holloway ... Great! Now every Thursday she would watch LOST on TV and imagine that Sawyer is James ... Fuck!

"I think I' m gonna keep this one for a while", Georgia concluded and Angela sighed heavily. There is no God after all, she thought but she didn't say anything out loud.

...

Georgia was kissing James passionately in his car. Her night was wonderful and it was getting better and better. This guy actually knew how to kiss ... That meant that there was a good chance that he would know how to fuck too. However, she had already decided that things would go slowly this time. She was getting bored of all this meet me — fuck me — never see me again business. Even James had agreed that there was no need to rush things. They could make out or touch each other, but no sex for the time being.

"You have to stop", he told her breathing hard.

"Why?"

"Don't tease me", he threatened and she smiled. She knew that all this kissing and no action was too hard for him but she loved to play.

"I'm not teasing ... Tell me why".

"Because", he said trying to stop her but she kept on kissing his neck and caressing his chest, "you said no fooling around and if you keep doing that it is certain that I will start fooling around!"

She paused finally but her right hand kept moving lower until she touched his erection over the jeans he wore.

"Just think of me tonight when you go to take care of your little problem"

.

He cocked an eyebrow and smiled arrogantly. "Little? No woman has ever called that before".

Georgia laughed again and thought how happy she was. He was cute, he had a sense of humour and he definitely was not "little" in that department.

"Can I ask you something?", he said and she nodded. "What's the deal with your friend?"

"Which friend? Peter? I told you he is gay..." He cut her before she could finish her sentence.

"No. I mean Angela".

"What about her?" Georgia was serious when she looked at him. She didn't like to talk about her friends with people she didn't know and more specifically she had no intention to talk about Angela.

"Don't get me wrong but the girl is a mystery", he explained. When Georgia didn't speak, he was forced to continue. "What I mean is that she does everything in her power to prevent anyone from seeing her sexually. Not to mention her brother..."

"I told you before. Nick is her half-brother and they have issues ... And Angela is a mystery for everyone".

"Except from you I suppose"

.

"She only confides in me because I tried hard to gain her trust. She is the most interesting and the most loving person if you manage to break through all the walls she puts around herself". Her look was curious. "But why are you asking?"

"I suppose because she is your friend and I want her to like me".

"Good answer buddy", Georgia said and she kissed him again fogging the windows of his car.

...

James Tomson was a man that liked a good challenge when he saw one but he never liked difficult women. That is why he would never bother knowing Georgia's best friend. While he was studying in Law school he had met all kinds of girls; smart, funny, sensitive, tough, silly and he had found out that he liked all kinds except from the difficult ones. Once in a while there was a girl who was complicated and resisted him but he never gave them a second thought. Maybe they were worth it but he didn't care. "Never date anyone with more psychological problems than you have", his mother said and he kept her advice.

No matter how hard he tried he couldn't understand Angela's behaviour and he would definitely stop trying. Being nice to her was one thing but being friends with her appeared to be too damn difficult. Georgia on the other hand was all he wanted ... She was very beautiful, very smart and she provoked him sexually all the time. He was looking forward for when they were going to have sex for the first time. It would be hard and fast so that all the sexual energy would be liberated.

With these thoughts he arrived at Mike's bar where they were playing at the time. All the other members of the band were already inside drinking beer and talking about tonight's performance.

"Hey guys! Sorry I'm late", he said and put down his guitar so that he could take off his coat and gloves.