“Okay, bye.” Bette told her. They shared one last smile before Bette disappeared.

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Monday- 8AM

Bette walked into the studio and found Tina waiting for her. The blonde was wearing a casual black tank top and jeans that reached to her knees and her hair was in a ponytail. The slippers on her feet seemed old. Bette thought she had never looked more beautiful.

Tina was almost drooling when Bette walked in, wearing the tightest jeans she had ever seen, the t-shirt clung at all the right places and the hip-hop sneakers looked very cool. Her hair was loosly hanging around her face, just like at the audition.

“Hey!” Bette greeted her.

“Hey, Bette.” Tina smiled at her. “How are you?”

“I’m fine. You?”

“I’m good. Let’s go to the office, I’ve found some songs that seem cool to do. You can tell me the ones you like and the ones you hate.”

“Sure.” Bette said and followed her. They walked into the bureau that was surprisingly small. They sat at the two chairs and Tina let her read a paper. The blonde reached over and put her finger on the title of a song letting her hand touch with Bette’s who was also pointing at the same one. They both felt a feeling that was pleasant but scaring at the same time. They looked at each other, wanting to see if the other felt it to. Tina was the first one to regain speech.

“Uh, so, I like this one.” Tina said. “It’s not that popular and I see a lot of options to make a video around it.”

“Well, I think if we both want I Can’t Get Enough of Tamia, then we are set.” Bette told her.

“Oh, normally I have to argue with the people I do duet’s with. Most of them aren’t that easy going.”

Bette laughed. “I’m not easy going; we just have the same opinion on this one.” She said.

“Well, I’m glad.” Tina told her, “I hope we agree on more things.”

“I’m sure we will.” Bette said. They looked in each other’s eyes and just couldn’t stop. Tina found Bette unbelievably attractive, even if she thought of herself as straight. Bette knew she was gay and she knew she found this woman breathtaking. Tina moved a little closer. Then a knock was heard. They both swallowed and then a man entered.  

“Hey, Tina, I just wanted to check if everything was okay.”

“Yes, Tim, everything is okay. We’ve already decided on a song.”

“That’s great. I’ll go, then you can talk a little more.” He said and walked back out. Both women looked at each other and then back to the paper, acting as if nothing had happened.

“So, this was what I had in mind for this song…” Bette began.

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