Melvin: Good. What about you Kit?

Kit: Oh, I need like 6 hours or something.

P-J: Yeah, with your 100000 posters.

Kit: Well, I like it!

Bette: Maybe you can start putting them on your ceiling.

Kit: Very funny, sis.

Bette: I’m just saying…

Helena: I’m done with my stuff…

Mom: How can that be?

Helena grinned.

Helena: One of the movers, Ann, was totally crazy about me and I asked her friendly to unpack my stuff and in no time she was done.

Mom: Helena?! That’s just evil.

I: She is always evil mom.

Helena: Whatever. My stuff is done and I’m going to the beach. I’m going to meet Dusty there.

P-J: I’m going to the beach to so maybe I can meet your girlfriend?

Helena: Sure, P-J.

I: Don’t be scared of her, she is nice.

P-J: I don’t think I’m scared of a girl.

I: Well, she is scary.

Helena: Uhm, she isn’t scary!

Bette: Maybe I can go to my Mom before we go to Alice’s.

Melvin: That’s okay, Bette. She will be happy to see you.

I: I will meet you at Alice’s then.

Bette: Okay.

After lunch Bette and I walk upstairs. We walk into our bedroom.

Bette: I need to tell you something…

She sits down on the bed and I sit next to her.

I: Okay, tell.

She swallows.

Bette: I get bullied at school and if you want to pretend you don’t know me at school I’m fine with it and…

I lay my finger on her lips.

I: What are you talking about? I will always be your friend even if you get bullied and listen carefully … I will do everything to get them to back off. Okay?

She smiles at me and hugs me.

Bette: You are the best, Tee.

I smile and kiss her on the cheek. I didn’t even think about it but when my lips touch her cheek my whole body shudders. I feel Bette stiffen in my arms but then she relaxes again.

I: Uhm, let’s get the rest of the stuff unpacked, eh?

Bette smiles at me and again I feel weird.

Bette: Let’s do that.

We unpack and I find the radio. I search a good song and suddenly Girls Just Wanna Have Fun plays. We begin singing it together and do very dramatic dances. When the song ends we are both out of breath. I look at the rise and fall of Bette’s chest and I keep staring at her breasts. I see her do the same and I snap out of my stare and I shyly look away. Without a word we continue to unpack. After an hour we are done and the tension in the air is gone.