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    Get The Girl—Chapter 3: Hanging Out

    “Of course…Where did you want to meet?”

    “Have you eaten breakfast yet?”

    “No…I was gonna grab some cereal or something”

    “Well don’t….I haven’t had breakfast either and there is this great cafe downtown..” She says and I cut her off

    “Bea’s?”

    “Yes!…You know it?”

    “Know it?…..Bea has a pancake creation  named after me” I say chuckling….but seriously it’s the truth since I would always order my pancakes a certain way and she liked the idea and eventually put it on the menu

    ”Good one” she says laughing but I’m not laughing which cause her to stop “……Wait?…Are you really serious?” She questions

    “Yep….It was page 2 on the menu.. Item number 10 …The Snazzy Porter Flapjacks…4 buttermilk pancakes, topped with strawberries blueberries and bananas and sprinkled with crushed chocolate chips.  And of course your choice of syrup..Mine is maple syrup”  I say basically singing about it and there is a brief silence……..Well shit..I must have grossed her out

    “No freaking way!….That’s my favorite!…Oh my God I never realized the Porter being in the name was associated with you….”

    I couldn’t help but grin ear to ear…”Yeah…My Mom and I lived in an apartment right next door and I was in there every morning before school ordering the same damn thing  just about everyday and Bea decided to put it on the menu”

    “That is so cool…So have you been lately?” She asks and I sigh

    “Uh…No…Last time I went was right before my” I began and caught myself and quickly cover  “well since I left”

    I hope she didn’t catch that

    Tina

    I caught that…Bette covered herself for whatever she was about to say but I’m not going to let her know….I’m curious though

    “Oh…Well would you like to meet there?” I say hoping I sounded oblivious

    I hear her let out a breath sounding relieved.  Whatever the reason she left she doesn’t want it known and because we don’t know each other well enough yet I’m just gonna refrain from asking why for now.

    “Sure…I can be ready in the next 30 minutes or so.  I don’t live too far from there anyway”

    I should offer to pick her up….Do it Tina….Why am I nervous?

    “Well Uhmm…I would be glad to swing by and pick you up.  We could ride together”

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    1. I love this story, so many secrets and Tina so confused about the connection and attraction she feels toward Bette.

      I can image that Bette isn’t ready to tell what happened to her, my god almost her whole body has been burnt, and we still don’t know what she had to endure more before her stepfather tried to kill her.

      Tina and her crush, it is a crush but she didn’t felt sparks with Alyssa but did with Bette. Why is Bette doing her best to help Tina get Alyssa? Is it because she feels guilty toward Alyssa for giving her the cold shoulder?

      Can’t wait to read the next chapter, hint, i am free this weekend

      • I think Bette’ hesitancy stems from the horrific fiery accident that lest the stench of her own burning flesh, the fire raging b4 her eyes AND the scars left basically everywhere but on her face, neck and perhaps hands.

        We’ve already been told that her skin is painful & sensitive to the touch.

        What beautiful young woman wants to share herself in a physical way after that??? What’s more, I wonder if ‘ol Daddy hadnt tried to sexually assult her and she had to fight off the shame& guilt he undoubtedly would threaten to heap on her.

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