Down the street a cop car could be seen, "You might as well fall, because you will look dumb if that cop sees you." Bette looked over her should an saw the car approaching quickly., "Night Bette."

Tina shut her window and turned off her light leaving Bette, literally, hanging in the cold

‘Shane’

The whole entire evening I spent obviously with Brody and Naomi, mostly with Naomi. One thing I’ve learned about her was that she was often compared to Patrice, "They say I could have been her twin but I have the same smile as Carmen," which to me meant she was perfect in my eyes.

Carmen’s body suddenly came into view with Moira in tow. With cold hands stuffed in my pockets, I made myself comfortable in Naomi’s room; .Various pictures of ex’s-boyfriends and awards caught my attention.

Not only was I in the presence of a genius but also a player, "Well …well, it seems I have a bit of competition," I whispered to myself and some how Naomi heard, I’m afraid you do," her hand resting upon my shoulder cause my heat to rise. The next thing to flow from my mouth was, "To bad were not on the same team," I brushed past her, "Then that would be a real competition."

She spun around as is she had been tricked, "Whoa…give me a second," She crossed to the other side of the room, hands clenching at her side.

"You scared or something?" She looked across the room at me than at the floor; anywhere buy my haunting green eyes. "I…know, but just hearing you mention it…I’m not homophobic!" She huffed out, who was she really trying to convince? No one said she was.

S: "Prove it?" I could here the loud, thumping sound of my heart in my ears; here I am in a attractive girls bedroom asking her to prove something she didn’t have to. Naomi plunked down onto her bed, mumbling incoherent words, her eyes the rose to meet mine.

"Spend the night next week."

S: "Excuse me, I just met you,"

Na: "I know, but your cool, and as I said you remind me of-"