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    Why do birds…

    The fresh air that was coming from the ocean was starting to be stronger… the beach wasn´t far now and since they left the house they hadn´t stopped talking… it was amazing how easily conversation flew between them. They talked about everything and nothing at same time. Both being extremely cautious of not asking anything too personal… well not until the other one would ask first at least…

    Tina noticed this… and she begun wondering if this behaviour was due to Bette not being so interested in knowing specific detalis about her life, or if she was just being polite enough and leaving room for future conversations. Either way Tina was trying very hard to contain all her curiosity… making a huge effort not to release the million questions she had mentally asked Bette during dinner… she didn´t want her to think she was nosy or annoying because in the end, Bette remained unmistakably a stranger, familiar and extremely apealing, yes…. but a stranger none the less.

    On the other hand Bette was trying to read Tina´s eyes… she was concentrating her full attention on Tina´s reactions, analysing every single one of her facial expressions, in order to try and determinate how much information she had… how well Helena had briefed Tina…

    And yet Bette was also struggling with her own excitement and curiosity… not knowing exactly whether to follow her most basic instinct of assaulting Tina with hundreds of questions or to just keep on playing it the way she had so far…

    Maybe the alignment of the stars that probably had brought this two together wasn´t still enough for them to cross their own bounderies and surrender to each other.

    They were finally on the beach… the breeze was blowing gently… not entirely cold but not entirely warm either. The full moon reflecting on the ocean… a peaceful and unaltered sea that only seemed to be shaken a bit on the shore by playful waves.

    Bette just stood there… taking in the beauty of the picture… she took a deep breath and then exhaled it, feeling suddenly more relaxed. She turned her head to see where Tina was, only to find her a couple of feet away observing her carefully. This sent an inmediate shiver down her spine, she wasn´t expenting Tina to do that, and she also felt a much needed wave of courage going through her. Something that would bring her confidence back… confidence that for some reason she had lost the minute she saw Tina in the Art Room.

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    Comments

    1. Hey there. Thanks for your explanation. I totally understand the feeling, and like I said, the place where you stopped your previous story was perfect, so… But I am so glad that you’re back, I really like your style and this tale is very sweet. You give us their connection in a very poetic and beautiful way. Thanks! Oh, and by the way, how on earth could anyone leave a violent comment to this? ;) PPS!

    2. Hmmm, you got me curious, I’ll have to go check out your other stories. I’m pretty sure I read them as I’m hopelessly addicted to fanfic but I always love another go around. As for the present story, excellent. So vivid, you can feel their butterflies! PPS

    3. Loved the ending bit. The part about Bette never having felt so much from a kiss.. I really hope Helena isn’t too much of an obstacle to them seeing each other. Can’t wait for more. PPS.

    4. Oh man, I wish that I could spend time with a special someone on the beach. I have the beach just not the special someone. Wonderful chapter, I feel giddy and excited for the two women.

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