"Come in," Tina said as she tucked away her yearbook. She was busy observing Bette’s school pictures and was surprised on how active she was as a student. She swore Bette’s picture or name was on every club, sport, and extracurricular activity.

Bette walked into the room only with a frown on her face. She didn’t like the way Henry treated Tina one bit a few nights ago.

‘Bette, he was only joking," Tina said as she wrapped her arms around Bette’s neck. It usually cheered Bette up and it did.

Bette was having a hard time hiding her smile and looked away. Tina held her chin in place with her thumb and index finger. She stared into Bette’s eyes and was amazed how deep and emotional they were. It was as if you could tell exactly how Bette was feeling through her eyes. All tina could make out was pain and jealousy. She pouted.

"Don’t worry, I’ll dump him soon," Tina said and laid her lips on Bette.

"Wake up Bette!" Don was whacking Bette with her favorite teddy bear.

Bette grumbled and glared at Don. He had just ruined one of the best dreams she’s ever had.  Well, actually, she’s had a lot of dreams about Tina ever since they met. But a dream was just a dream.

"You’re gonna be late for school!" Don said, scared that his oldest sister was going to pummel him. He had never seen her that mad before. But Bette was a good sister, she was never one to hold a grudge against her siblings and use her size and age to her advantage. She loved them all, even if they were all annoying in their own way. Don was a the one who never kept his hands to himself and would usually hit people to get their attention.

"What?!!!" Bette hopped out of Bette and stripped down as fast as she could, hoping she wouldn’t miss the school bus.

"So have you heard about Tina Kennard?" Shane said as she popped a grape into her mouth. Alice had recently told her that each time you mentioned Tina’s name around Bette, she would blush. Alice, of course, knew everything but she wanted to test Alice’s theory out herself. She looked at Bette who was across from her at the lunch table.