It did not surprise the brunette that granny had all the interest in Tina. Sure the old lady would wonder, who had been the reason that her troubled granddaughter was doing rather good in math and reading tests. And Marymount was just like a large fish tank—everybody sees everybody. Bunch of snitchers would love to give information about her daily life to granny just to help their parents get some attention from the Porters.

Bette was even more upset that what her grandmother was doing may concern the blonde girl. “Don’t worry, Kit’s just messing with me. What are they gonna say? We’re just classmates. Aren’t we?” She ran a soothing hand to the slender shoulder beside her and comforted.

‘Classmates…’ The choice of word hit Tina harder. A boiling feeling thrust in her stomach, threatening to surface. She shrugged off Bette’s hand and walked on her own.

“Hey where’re you going? It’s gym class next. Let’s go.” Bette wanted to just forget about her grandmother and those snitching biatches. She tried to capture the shorter girl by her wrist.

Yet Tina shook the larger palm off of her wrist by force, even quicker than before, as if Bette’s hand burned her.

The brunette sensed the hostility instantly. She felt the injustice from Tina’s rage so she frowned profusely.

“If we’re just classmates, keep your fvcking distance, Porter.” She returned the brunette a glare and backed away.

“Wait!” Bette made another attempt in grabbing the blonde. She succeeded and spun the girl in front of her. They were standing face to face, glaring at each other, much alike the first time when they confronted one another in the narrow isle of the classroom. Bette squinted down with confusion and irritation. “Why are you mad at me? What did I do to you to deserve this?”

“I’m not! You said we’re just classmates. Then don’t touch me and do things that are inappropriate between CLASSMATES!” Tina yelled. Rarely did she yell to the brunette, or to anybody. But there had been a lot of pressure adding upon her, and her emotion was raging in her chest, chemicals mixing up in her brain.

Bette stared at the emotional girl with blank expression. She never saw Tina like this. To be frank, she was a little scared by this yelling blonde. Yet as she contemplated, a smile suddenly broke forth on her face. “So, you’re mad because of that.” Gently, she loosened her grip and walked up the distance between them, her eyes sparkling with tenderness, her smile never fading. She kept eye contact with the blonde girl for a minute before speaking in a soft, low voice. “Alright then, we’re not just classmates okay?”