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    Infinite Possibilities pt 13

    Tina! She said as loud as possible without waking up the neighborhood.

    Bette? She turned, her eyes raising towards the house. Her eyes instantly brightened, a smile crossing her lips. Im sorry its a little late.

    Dont worry, Ill come down. Bette smiled and tiptoed out of her room, down the hall and out the back door. She ran over to Tina, her bare feet noiseless in the grass. Hey. Bette whispered, crossing her arms over her chest.

    Hey. Tina said, smiling. This was how she wanted it to be forever, every single word that left their mouths bringing a smile. I know I woke you and Im sorry, but I wasnt going to come.

    Well Im glad you did, Ive missed you so much. Bette reached out cautiously and took Tinas hand. She brought her into the house and up to her room. Tina gasped upon entering. It wasnt a mess, it was… beautiful. Art hanging from every corner of the room, paint coating the wood floor and desk.

    Is all this your art? The blonde asked, her eyes roving from piece to piece.

    Bette nodded,Yeah.

    Amazing. Tina sighed happily and eyed a piece that sat against the wall by Bettes desk. Who is that? She nodded towards the portrait that stared at her with deep blue eyes.

    My mother. Bette said quietly, motioning for Tina to join her on the edge of the bed.

    Shes beautiful. Tina smiled and looked to Bette, You got her beauty, for sure.

    Well, thats all from memory. For all I know shes a homeless woman now.

    What do you mean? Tina asked, taking a seat on the bed. She removed her shoes and let her feet dangle off the edge. She looked to Bette, knowing that she was teetering on a border that she shouldnt be.

    I dont know where she is. She picked up and left a while ago, no idea where she is. No word from her or anything. Bette shrugged. Doesnt matter.

    Im sorry. Tina said sympathetically. She took Bettes hands and kissed each finger gently. Bette didnt pull back even though she knew that she should. This was what she wanted, to be happy and have her sun-kissed friend kissing away the pain.

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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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