“Hey, guys.” Bette said.

“Hey, Porter. What’s up?” Alice asked. Dana just smiled at Bette.

“I’m fine. I didn’t know you two were going to eat here.” Bette admitted.

“Oh, we just thought we would keep you company.” Alice told her.

“That’s very sweet but I was going to eat with Tina.” Bette said, taking out her lunchbox.

“Tina? Kennard? The new blonde.” Alice asked, chewing.

“Yeah, that’s the one.” Bette said. Then, Tina walked up next to Bette.

“Hey, can I join you guys?” She asked. Bette smiled up at her.

“Yeah, sure.” Bette said and the others nodded.

It was nice talking to her friends during lunch. She could hardly concentrate on what Alice or Dana were saying but it was nice. It was more comfortable than being alone with Tina. She could just watch her without it being too odd. Tina was really the most beautiful and interesting woman on this planet. How she talked with her hands and how her eyes sparkled when Alice or Dana said something funny, how…

“Bette!” Dana asked. Bette snapped out of her stare and looked at her best friend.

“Uh, yeah?” Bette asked.

“I asked you something and all you do is staring at… Tina. It’s weird, y’know.” Dana said. Bette tried not to blush but failed.

“I wasn’t staring at Tina, I was just thinking.” Bette told them in a fast tempo.

Tina chuckled and shook her head. “We believe you, Bette.” She said and touched Bette’s hand making Bette shiver. The brown-haired woman managed a smile. The lunch carried on and Bette tried to pay attention but it was hard. She finally gave up and just kept staring.  

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Tina walked into her apartment. She yelped when she saw someone sitting on the couch.  She saw who it was and relaxed.

“Carl. Jesus, you scared me. How did you get in?” She asked.

“The boss-lady had seen me before with you and I said I wanted to surprise you so, here I am.” He said and stood up.

His hair was almost white and his eyes crystal blue. He had a little goatee, which looked somewhat cute. He was a few inches taller than his girlfriend was. He wasn’t very muscular but he looked manly enough. He walked over to Tina, laid his arms around her waist and kissed her sweetly. Tina never felt really… exited when he touched or kissed her but she figured that would come. She would get the feelings when she would fall in love with Carl. The plan was to fall in love with him.

“I’m glad you are here.” Tina said, figuring she should say that.

“Me to. Maybe we can call for take-out, watch a movie and then go to bed?” He asked. Tina chuckled.

“You came here just to get laid?” She asked.

“No, I didn’t.” Carl said smiling. “But I would be angry if I did.”

“You are bad.” She said and kissed him again. No sparkle. She walked out of his arms.

They talked about what they would eat and which movie they were going to watch. When they were finally done eating and they sat on Tina’s couch cuddled up, Tina got the weirdest thought. She thought about Bette. The thick, curly, dark brown hair. The deep, brown eyes. The sensual, red, full lips. The deep yet feminine voice that went high went she was nervous or trying to convince someone. She imagined Bette’s arms wrapped around her instead of Carl’s. She could imagine laying her head on her shoulder and inhaling the sweet sent that Bette surly had. She could imagine pressing her own lips against Bette’s… Tina sighed and Carl looked at her, silently asking if she was okay. She calmed him with a kiss on the cheek. Tina had always known she was bisexual and she had no problem with that. Only, she neglected her attraction towards women. She had kissed a few women, that felt great, and if she was honest, amazing but… she never went further. She knew that being with a woman wasn’t the most… accepted way to live in this society. She figured that if she was bi, she could be happy with man and just look at women. That was yet to happen. She had never really felt happy with a man. Not… complete. She liked them as friends but as boyfriends, they didn’t fulfill her.

That night when she was with Carl, she was actually thinking about Bette, she tried to concentrate on Carl but nothing worked. All she could think about were those dark eyes and those dark hairs. She felt bad towards her boyfriend but she couldn’t help it. Bette was locked inside her mind and it seemed she wouldn’t get her out of there very fast.

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