There were, for real, two different pairs of numbers on their answer sheets. Tina frowned and handed the brunette her formula. She went back and forth for a minute at the first one, deciding whose result was correct while Bette put the numbers into the formula and worked really hard.

Some other students, along with the teacher, began to turn and watch the two of them working separately on the same desk. It was a nice view to look at, truth be told. The thick crazy curls of brownness and the long locks of blonde hair formed a stunning picture. The girls drooled over Bette, whose brows knitted a bit when she focused on the numbers; they envied and shot imaginary daggers at Tina, who was beautiful and special enough to always have the privilege to be near the brunette.

Tina figured out the problems in their differentials and she waited for Bette to finish her calculating. The brunette beamed a childish grin and clapped a little as she got the same answer as her neighbor.

“I know the problem in these two questions.” The blonde pulled out another piece of paper, starting to write down the correct equations to the questions. “See, you have to reduce the fractions to a common denominator because the logarithmic function doesn’t have the distributive law for this one. You can’t calculate them separately.”

Bette narrowed her big brown eyes at the functions. She was a little bit frustrated. “Well then logarithmic function is weird, I give that to ya.”

“Right it is.” Tina smiled. “Now you’re all set. Can you please go back to your spot now? I want to work out the bonus question.”

“Oooh look at you, all competitive.” Bette tossed her paper to her desk and observed the blonde attempting to return to her work. She started to roll her chair back to her desk but leant in instead, pressing her lips softly on the blonde’s pale skin. “Gracias!”

The warmth of the imprint soon traveled from her cheek to her neck. Tina flashed a light shade of pink as she stole glances from the corner of her eyes to see the brunette light-heartedly put her feet up and relax into her chair. Little gestures of affection like this, either Bette holding her hand or giving a little kiss, convinced the blonde that she was falling more and more quickly. And now, she’d never get the bonus question worked out. Biting the inner side of her cheek to prevent a too silly smile, Tina momentarily closed her eyes with the fresh memory of Bette’s gentle lips.