As she stood in the doorway staring at the house of horror, also known as the gym Tina and her friends came barging in pushing passed her nearly knocking her over, “Hay!” Bette yelled becoming quickly tired and frustrated with the way the cheerleaders acted towards the other students. “Well move out of the door way retard” Tina rolled her eyes noticing it was Bette. Now was not the time to be picking fights, Tina had her friends to come to her defense and their sports teacher was pretty nasty when it came to detention.

She went into the changing rooms and headed straight towards the shower cubicles to get changed in private. The last thing she needed was Tina and her posse to catch her staring at one of the other girls getting undressed; she was already teased enough about what people thought they knew about her sexuality. Truth was she hadn’t told anyone at school.

The teacher blew her whistle to signal the game was starting so the girls better get a move on if they wanted to participate – not that they had a choice. Everyone rushed to guard the player of their choice, no one wanted to go up against Tina for the fear of being tormented for weeks to come if they were to outshine her in any way. Bette had no other choice than to be paired with the airhead.

The game was underway and Tina’s side had already scored four times leaving them 8 points ahead. Bette was becoming frustrated; she hated losing, especially to Tina. Finally Tina was given the ball and Bette dashed behind her waving her arms out in front to capture the ball from her opponent. Bette leaped in front bumping into her, immediately Tina snapped around, “quit bumping into me homo! That may be what you are into on a Saturday night but that is not my thing so back off!!” pushing Bette away from her.

Without even thinking Bette pushed Tina even harder as if years of torment gave her the strength to fight back. As Tina fell she grabbed Bette’s arm as they both rolled around on the floor not even hitting each other, it was more of a battle of strength than anything. Their teacher pulled them apart trying to separate the two, “70 suicides both of you!” she yelled angrily. Tina sighed and kicked up a fuss which ended her with 10 more runs to do.