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    More Than a Feeling

    "Could you possibly point the way to the gymnasium?"

    "Yeah sure," Tina said, casting a sideways glace to Dana, who was looking at her, confused. Tina pointed down the hallway. "Just go all the way to the end of the hallway and make a left. The gym’s right there."

    Jenny looked, down the hallway for second before turning back to Tina. "Thanks, this place is like a maze."

    "You’ll get used to it, don’t worry."

    Jenny nodded, but her eyes told Tina that she wasn’t sure. She still, however, continued on her way. Tina and Dana watched her go. Feeling eyes on her, Tina turned to her friend. "What?"

    "Who was that?"

    "Oh, just some girl from the bus this morning. She’s a freshman and I said I’d help her if she needed me to. That’s all."

    "What’s this? Tina, Queen of the Anti-Socialites, extended a helping hand?"

    "I just felt bad for her, that’s all."

    Dana nodded, smiling. "Yeah. Sure."

    Tina nudged Dana with her elbow playfully as the two girls laughed. They walked a little more, before Tina looked at her program and stopped. " 324. Honors English. This is me."

    "Honors English too? You’re just a big geek aren’t you?"

    "The biggest." Tina retorted. "See ya!"

    Dana nodded and continued down the hall. Tina sighed as she opened the door and stepped inside. The class was almost completely full. Only two seats remained. One seat was dead center, directly in front of the teacher’s desk. The other was off the left by the windows, two seats from the front. Bingo! Tina walked over and slid into the window seat, and put her head down. She’d only been to two classes, but already she felt drained. School sucks.

    "We’ve got to stop meeting like this."

    Tina picked her head up and followed the voice. Sitting right next to her was Bette Porter. Tina smiled nervously. "Hey. I suppose we do."

    "Don’t tell me, you’re good at English too."

    "That’s what my guidance counselor tells me."

    Bette let out a little laugh. "So, how many of these classes do you have?"

    "Only this and History. Then, I’m a junior again."

    Bette felt her heart drop a little, but tried not to show it. "That’s cool."

    Comments

    1. i wonder how long it will take tina to realize why bette is acting like that and for bette to admit her feelings…i have a feeling that it will happen after bette graduates LOL

    2. I already love this B&T beginning. I didn’t want this chapter to end! I love how Bette gets so flustered. It’s way too cute. But I wonder what is up with the Prudey Porter bit?

    3. My TiBette heart is beating again thanks to this story. Manda, your stories have the perfect balance of humor and emotion. This story allows me to put all of my risidual S3 anger aside for a few minutes. It’s too bad that’ll subside due to the weekly drawing and quartering session called S3 of The L Word today at 10 pm. Please post soon!

    4. Hey i just have to say that if you did write 100 chapters or more on this story i would read then twice over, its awesome, a total page turner!. anyway i hope bette gets a little more confidient and tina also seems like she still has no feelings towards bette what so ever, or has she just not realised them yet? great story plz continue and i am also wondering if anymore of the gang are going to appear in your story?

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