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    Infinite Possibilities pt 13

    Were just going to try to mend the friendship that has been broken for the past few days. But I dont know long I can hold off without touching her, without staring at her. I cant help it, Dana. I dont know whats come over me. Im hooked on the drug that is Bette Porter. She smiled and shook her head, pressing her flushed skin against the window.

    Loser. Dana shook her head as they approached a two story house. Or what some might call a mansion, it was massive, taking up at least 2 lots. Shittt dude.

    My sweet lord. It is going to be ***** trying to find her room. Tina blinked and looked up at the house. All the windows were dark, but a strange light flooded from a second story window, accenting the spinning fan that reflected in the glass. If it werent for the creative window shades that parted along the sides of the window panes, Tina would have never guessed whos room it was. That one.

    How do you know? Dana squinted.

    Tina laughed, I just know her. Thanks again for the ride. If your parents ask where I am in the morning, say I went out for a jog.

    Alright, gotcha covered. Dana waved and drove off into the night.

    Tina inhaled deeply, making her way across the trimmed lawn. She searched at her feet, withdrawing a small pebble from the stalks of green. She drew her arm back and released the pebble. It tapped against the window and fell back down. She waited a moment or two before tossing another one, it repeated the process.

    This is hopeless, Tina thought, turning back towards the street.

    Bette Porter awoke from her weak sleeping state, finding herself on the floor, still dressed in the clothes from the day before. Her hair was a mess, her eyes were blurry and her ears were ringing. She could have sworn that there was a staccato tapping sound resonating throughout the room. She rubbed her eyes, the noise still kissing her ears, coming from the direction of the window.

    She stumbled across the room, peering down at the street below. There, beneath the street lamp stood a flaxen haired girl, her back turned towards the house. Bettes mind was doing double time. She quickly flung the window open, looking down. She opened her mouth, remembering that it was night and her father was only down the hall.

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    Comments

    1. Megga- ANOTHER CHAPTER! Yay! I never really thgouht about how difficlut this was going to be for them, Tina being a freshie and Bette being a senior. And when you mentioned 8th grade, sheesh, that was a LONG time ago for me! HAha, keep writing! Post again soon!

    2. And the new Dozen Roses Award goes to…..Heartbreakershanesgirl!!!There is so much love between these two girls. They have some very difficult hurdles to overcome. It’ll be interesting to see where you take this. Thanks for the multiple posts. You’ve made my day. And trust me…I really needed it.

    3. oh gosh, another amaaaaaazing chapter. you’ve really nailed the emotion between the two of them, the conlfict. have you lived through this personally? it’s so well written. and i love the character of the great teacher! and three chaptesr!!!! wooo :)

    4. thank you love, god i can’t get enough of this sotry, they actually sleep together without actually screwing, wow, talk about hard to think and a cold shower

    5. Mucho Excellente! I give you lots of hugz and puppiez along with 10 extra z’s! You are the coolest of the cool. I shall now refer to you as Coolness McAwesome, because that’s what you are. Are you flattered yet? You should be. Jazz hands to you.

    6. I have to say that I was quite annoyed when I started reading your other story “love is another…” and then is stopped in the middle. I almost didn’t start with this one. Thankfully, I did, because this is my favorite one. I just love the way you write. And since I’m kind of experiencing the same thing in my life at the moment I can truly relate. Not that I’m still in high school, but I have a friend who has feelings for me and I for her, but at the moment we’re both denying them. Just because it is not the norm here in Finland. Thank you for your story and please keep writing!

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