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    Linger – Ch. One

    “Yeah, well, I know some people there,” Bette smirked. She caught my look of pure adoration which I had failed to hide. “And the company is situated a few blocks away.”

    I was too amazed to say anything, so Bette handled everything about my car. She then lead me in hers and drove us to school. In the car we started talking.

    “So, you’re new in LA?”

    “Yeah, we just moved here from Sacramento, but we only lived there for one year. I am actually from Cheraw, South Carolina.”

    “I thought I heard a southern drawl.”

    I blushed. “Is it that obvious?”

    Bette looked at me and gave me a cheeky smile. “Yeah, but don’t worry.”

    “Uhm… why not?”

    “It’s hot.”

    The mental projection of myself that could do anything in any kind of space started a very happy dance. I was so immersed in my inner joy that I didn’t hear what she said next.

    “Tina?”

    “Oh – I’m so sorry. What did you say?”

    “I asked you if you had a boyfriend.”

    “No, never had and not planning to either.”

    “Girlfriend?”

    “I wish.”

    “Great.”

    “Why?”

    “Because.”

    “Oh. Okay.”

    I prayed to any God that would listen that this meant that she wanted to be my girlfriend. But then again, what was I thinking? I was this plain girl from a small town and she was this perfect goddess. Maybe she had some dork in mind for me.

    I looked at my clothing again – jeans and green top. Oh. Of course. My top had a bit of a cleavage, not a very deep one but enough to hint at what I had to offer. Those ladies were damn hard to hide, too.

    “Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked.

    “Yeah.”

    “Oh.” I could hear the disappointment in my own voice.

    “In my worst nightmare.”

    “Oh.” The relief was too obvious.

    We arrived at the parking lot of the school when the school bell rang. I was already hurrying out, but she stopped me.

    “We’re going to be late! We already are!”

    “No, Tina. You’re with me and I’m never late.”

    “Oh… okay?”

    “Relax, Tina, nobody’s going to skin you alive.”

    “I would hope so.”

    “I’ll make sure they won’t,” she winked. 

    Happy happy, joy joy. YAY! Hoolahoobahup! I was again lost in my statements of excitement. Another round with that hip – mentally.

    “Uh – Tina – now we do have to go.”

    We got out of the car together and I noticed the stares we were getting, most of them directed at the beauty walking beside me, drooling. Some at me, sceptical and a tad bit jealous. 

    I got the message – Bette was cool. Well, wasn’t I lucky to have that breakdown with my car. A little voice told me that my car wouldn’t get fixed anytime soon. Bonding time first.

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    1. lol what’s a hoolahoobahup? hs tibette always makes a great read, although your past hs stories had given me mild heart attacks lol. thanks for the post

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