After watching Tina left, Bette put on the headphone that Tina just put down, feeling her warm, drowning herself on what was Tina left behind. Bette believed she had made such an impression on Tina. She was too young and she believed that love was just a battle, either you win or you lose

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The next day when they met at the same corridor, Bette made up her mind and walk up to Tina. Without any hesitation, she asked, What I told you the other night Uh I mean, I like you well, ok Would you ever consider me as your girl friend?

Bette Porter, youre really annoying. And I dont like you!

Really? You dont? Is that meaning you dont hate me?

I said I dont have to like you and it doesnt mean I dont hate you!

Then you mean you might love me? Bette could stop the grin from her face.

Bette Porter, youre such an arrogant, pain in the *****!

But an arrogant, pain in the ***** person will never ask you to think about her proposal!

Thanks but no Thanks! And you are too young for me.

Im not too young for you, Tina. Think about it. Bette pleaded.

Yes, you are. You still a kid in my eyes. Tina turned and walked into her studio. She really didnt want to start an argument with Bette.

Bette wasnt going to let her go this easy, she followed her into her studio and said, You said last night that I wasnt a kid any more Bette trail off.

Tina let out a loud sign, Yes, but youre not entirely grown up yet! You know nothing about love even when it hit you on the head! Tina wouldnt even look into Bette eyes when she said it out loud in front of her face.

Bette was stunned, embarrassed. She could never imagine that her openness would be respond by denial and coldness from Tina. She felt hurt, totally humiliated. Her ego was crashed. All she could do was looking at the floor, tear in her eyes and wish that she would never have this conversation before. She couldnt even speak a word.

As the last sentence came out from her mouth, Tina knew she had cross the line. Even she knew it; she couldnt put her self down to apologize to Bette. She had her pride, and she didnt started all these, it was Bette. Tina picked up a CD, put it on the player. She let the soft music filled up the room, and deep down her heart, she really wished she hadnt said what she just says. Moment later, she realized Bette left the studio, quietly, without saying goodbye. Tina felt sorry for Bette. She never meant to hurt her feeling. Why should I felt sorry for her? Tina asked herself. No, not true. Im not in love with Bette. I dont even like her. Tina convinced herself quickly.