Eagle's Destiny by C. J. Corbin Page A

They were loud and boisterous.  I hadn’t recognized them as being from Mintock, most likely they were from the neighboring town of Ashley.  I was glad to be hiding in the stall.
    “He is so gorgeous.  What a body, I couldn’t get over the tight baseball pants,” said the first women.
    “Who was the tall chick who dragged him away?” the second woman questioned.
    “Who knows, she certainly wasn’t around a few weeks ago,” The first woman responded.
    The third woman piped in, “I saw them leave together, to come over to the restaurant.” 
    I tried not to giggle and to dress as quietly as possible. 
    The first woman spoke again, “There was nothing on his website about being married, so it’s probably not his wife.  Hey is there someone in the handicap stall?” 
    I unlocked the door and stepped out.  They were surprised to see me.  I figured they would just let me pass by them.  I was wrong.  It was too reminiscent of high school.  The tallest woman who first spoke stepped in front of me.  “Hey are you the girl from the baseball game?  You know the one with Michael?”
    I pulled my bag onto my shoulder.  “Excuse me I need to get through.”  Fortunately, she stepped aside as did the other two women.  Glad that they did, I was not sure what I would have done had they not moved.  I looked back with my hand on the doorknob.  “Michael is a friend of mine.  I’ll let him know you’re interested.”
    As I walked out of the restroom , the first woman had the last word, “Tramp!” she called after me.  I let it just roll off me.  At first, they did frighten me, but then I had gotten a good look at them and smiled.  I grinned knowing that there would be no interest in them on Michael’s part.
    I joined Michael, Debi, Don, Angel and Lewis at our table.  Michael stood up when I arrived.  The effort endeared him to me.  I sat down next to him and he casually slipped his arm around my shoulder and leaned over.  “What took so long?” he asked.
    I whispered, “I met your fan club in the bathroom.”  He gave me a puzzled face and I answered, “You know the gals from the bleachers.”
    “Oh,” he nodded.
    “They seem to be quite enamored with you.”
    “Does it make you jealous?” he looked me straight in the eyes.
    I glanced away and the blush came anyway.  I decided to answer truthfully, “Yes.”
    Michael smiled, “Okay, I like that.”
    Lewis leaned over and tapped me on the arm.  “Elizabeth, it’s time to start singing.  Do you know what you want to sing?”
    I grinned at him, “Yes I do!  Come on up with me and help me find the song.”
    Lewis led me up to the microphone and I whispered in his ear.  He nodded and found the song for me.  “Hey everyone, Elizabeth is going to sing something new for us tonight, so please forgive her if she’s a little rusty.  She told me she used to sing it with her Mom all the time.”  Lewis handed me the microphone.
    “Hi!  Great game today, wasn’t it?  Of course it’s always good when you win.”  I waited for the applause to die down.  I looked straight at the three women, “This song is dedicated to some new friends, I just wanted to remind them, when they call you a tramp, always ask them to put a lady in front of the name.”
    After singing “ The Lady Is A Tramp ,” I made my way back to our table amid the applause.  Michael gave me a puzzled look when I sat back down.  The waitress came by and we quickly ordered.  Since I had eaten so much the previous night and the brownies today, I only ordered a small salad with cheese and olives.  Michael ordered the gazpacho soup with bread and cheese. 
    Debi waved her wine glass at me.  “No sangria Elizabeth?”
    I must have turned a couple shades of green.  “No I think I’ll pass this week.”
    Michael grinned at me, “Are you sure?  I’m driving.”
    I pursed my lips together, “No I think I’ll stick to just the salad.”
    Michael was such a tease