“Anyway, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” Bette closed her eyes. She had never imagined it, but she was actually getting a bit annoyed. Ms Kennard was not her freaking mother, altough she sometimes seemed to try to be.

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“I am so screwed,” Tina sighed. She couldn’t look at Bette without wanting her with an unknown passion. She didn’t know she had it in her to love someone so deeply. The fact that she couldn’t get Bette only seemed to add to the desire.

How could she talk to Helena about it now? She was always talking about Jesse – most of the time trying to convince herself that he was the one for her. He was indeed great and if she hadn’t known Bette, she would have been truly happy. She sometimes wondered what would happen if she met Bette five years from now. Would she fall in love with her all over again? Would Bette have changed so much that there weren’t any feelings left? And where there even feelings? Wasn’t she just concerned about her.

“Hey honey,” Jesse greeted her, entering the apartment. She looked up and smiled – she had handed him the key a few days ago and he had been using it a lot. He seemed to be really crazy about her and she often wished her feelings for him were as strong – he deserved it.

“Hi,” she greeted him back, giving him a soft peck on the lips.

“How was work?” he asked. “And how did the meeting go?”

“Work was as usual – nothing special happened. It’s Monday, most kids were too hungover or too sleepy to create a riot if they even wanted to.”

“I can’t imagine any student wanting to bully you.”

“I know full well there are probably a lot of students that don’t like me at all. I’m still a teacher – a history teacher at that.”

“You are fantastic, babe.”

Tina smiled. “You are biased.”

He kissed her. “Maybe I am. But have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately? You look so freaking perfect.”

Tina arched an eyebrow. “Don’t I always?”

“Of course. So, how did the meeting go?”

“Fine, I think. We are pretty sure that everyone that was in the group this year will still be next year. Next year, we’ll need a real president – the kids will make a choice and motivate it, then hand it to Hel or me. We’ll see who gets most votes. There weren’t that many ideas we can use for next year, but I’m sure they’ll be inspired after the holidays.”