Chapter 2: More time together

Yale University, 17 years ago

It had been nearly a week since I met Bette Porter and I fell in love with her more each day. Alice, Dana and Shane planned to go to a gay bar and they had asked me to go with them but I said I had too much work to do. I went down to the library to escape the confines of my apartment that I shared with Shane. I was surprised if not pleased to see I wasn’t the only geek

“I wasn’t expecting to find you here” I found Bette Porter. She was sat at a desk with a book on Art in the 19^th Century. It was for her assessment

“Tina you scared me” she gave me one of her killer smiles, it made my knees buckle as it always did “What are you doing here so late” I sat down next to her and pulled out my film studies essay “Oh” I smiled politely. As much as I loved doing film studies the amount of work was ridiculous. I suppose it matched the amount of work I have to do now I’m a successful film producer

“You?” Bette showed me her 10,000 word essay that had to be finished for tomorrow. She had struggled to finish it

“Just finishing my art history essay” the little I knew about Bette was that she was determined to finish what she started. Her paintings and prints were a perfect example of that “I should go and leave you in peace” I didn’t want her to go, I needed her company. I could live with the thought of her in my mind but I needed to talk to her as much as I thought of her.

“No please, I would like the company” Bette smiled gently. I had no idea how she felt about me. We had practically spent every day and night together helping each other with each others’ projects and essays. Bette knew a little bit about the world of cinema and I knew a little about the world of art. On occasion we taught each other things about our subjects so we gained a little more knowledge on each others’ subjects. I must admit I found art easier to grasp then I think Bette did film studies