<br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/Paige23HotAVi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tabitha “Tabby” Allison (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13847247#msg13847247)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Outfit (https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/hphotos-xap1/t51.2885-15/e15/1170465_244081422421699_980893838_n.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At the bar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kacie, Phil and Kat<br/><hr/>Kacie’s response was absolutely adorable.  Tabitha smiled and laughed at her shocked look of surprise and her question about whether or not she had looked this way in high school. She had decidedly not looked this way at all.<br/><br/>“Oh no.  I most definitely was not.  Don’t feel bad please.  I doubt there will be many people that recognize me or even remember me to be honest.  Maybe some Facebook friends.” She laughed.  To be perfectly honest she had not recognized Kacie either, but she wasn’t about to tell the hot woman that she hadn’t.  That would be very, very dumb on her part.  “Well.  You may not have been then, but I am certain you will be getting all the attention in the world now.  You look incredible.” Tabitha replied with no need to be coy at this point.  “I mean wow.”<br/><br/>She didn’t remember Kacie much at all back them, but Tabitha had very few friends in high school.  Henry and Tony were the closest and then there was that disaster of a relationship she thought she had with Ashleigh that had spiraled her into horrific depression after graduation.  Tabitha had taken the emotional and physical scars (self-inflicted) from with her long into college until she was able to take control of her life again.  It had been a long journey untangling the abuse from her sexuality.<br/><br/>Kacie’s arm finding hers again was a nice and she flashed her former classmate another smile letting her guide them both to the table filled with name tags.  There was a yearbook there too and while Kacie searched for her tag Tabitha flipped through the book to find her senior picture.  She was in a dress, something that she never wore back then and looked so uncomfortable in her skin.  Her hair was a dirty blond.  Her definition of doing her hair back then was running a brush through it.  There was a halo of wispy frizz around otherwise flat uninteresting hair.  Only the barest minimum of make had been applied and poorly.  She was gawky and gaunt.  It was a bad picture.<br/><br/>“Well there I am in all of my glory.” Tabitha said pointing out her picture to Kacie who had found her tag and was applying it to her gently slope of her breast. “Well you can’t blame a girl for trying.  I mean I would not have forgiven myself if I hadn’t tried to steal you away all to myself.” She said with a grin and answered the question Kacie had asked when they arrived at the table.  “Me.  I work for a non-profit that helps abused woman and runs a hotline for those in trouble.  I also do some modelling on the side for some extra money.  Mostly fitness rags obviously.” It was still weird to admit that she had done some modelling.  She always felt like a narcissist when she brought attention to it.  Still it paid pretty good and she had a bit of a following in twitter and Instagram.  It was a nice boast to her ego for sure even if she wasn’t comfortable with it yet.<br/><br/>Tabby found her nametag and pinned it to her dress in a similar location to Kacie.  They walked to the door together and paused.  It appeared now that they were both there actually stepping over the threshold was harder than it looked.<br/><br/>“Yeah. I definitely need a drink,” she agreed and led the two of them toward the bar as others left.  As she approached she recognized two of the individuals chatting each other up right away.  Tabby and Phil had reconnected over Facebook.  They hadn’t been great friends in high school but she was a big fan of his writing and they had gotten to chatting online and struck up a friendship since.  Who he was talking to was the person Tabitha had wanted to see most at the reunion.  She was so glad she had decided to come.  Kat had been Tabitha’s date to Senior Prom when Kat had been Henry.  Henry had been Tabitha’s closest friend and the only person she had told was gay. She knew Henry had been struggling with who he was back then and she had tried hard to keep in touch with Henry after high school though he had made it hard even after she had made her transition.  Tabby understood her wanting to start over in her new life and not wanting to be reminded of when she hadn’t felt herself and trapped, but it still hurt.  She was thankful that Kat hadn’t completely shut her out, but was hoping that that seeing her again might rekindle that friendship.<br/><br/>“Don’t worry,” Tabitha said as they approached the bar.  “I have some people I need to see too, but maybe later you can save a dance for me?” She suggested wanting to leave the door open for them to meet again later on.  As they slid up to the bar Tabby waved over the bartender not attending to Cassie and her little group.<br/><br/>“El Dorado and Coke,” she said and waited for Kacie to order her drink too.  She gave Kacie a quick wink and mouthed the words.  “Watch this.” Before she turned towards a nervous and suddenly quiet Kat.  Phil’s back was to her so she couldn’t see the expression on his face.  Without warning she gave Phil a big hug from behind and poked her head over his shoulder.<br/><br/>“Hey Phil.  Are you hitting on my best friend?  Cause that’s just not fair.  I wanted to be the first.  She was my date to Prom after all.  Hi Kitty Kat!”  Tabby was completely oblivious to what had just been said between them.  “Hey do you guys remember Kacie?” she said letting Phil go and introducing them.<br/><br/>