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5 Years Later

Los Angeles, California

Graduate school was a very big challenge for Bette, luckily Dana’s girlfriend, Alice, had gotten her a job at the radio station she worked for, so she could pay for an expensive school such as USC. Dana, on the other hand, didn’t have to worry about anything because she quickly received a tennis scholarship and now worked in the pros.

This was Bette’s last year in grad school and she would have her Master’s Degree in creative writing. As a thesis, she had to write a completed fiction novel or a book of poetry. But she also had to chose a teacher to work privately and she was dreading it. Professor Lander was extremely boring, Professor Heraldo was a terrible teacher, and Professor Jeanne had an annoying voice.

Bette walked into the writing class she was to be a student teacher for as a requirement. This and the thesis were the last things she had to do to graduate.

She sat next to teacher’s chair, who hadn’t arrived and watched the students file in. The teacher arrived shortly after. She had a fierce determined expression as she walked to her chair with that power suit and tie. Her blonde hair was long and her hazel eyes showed power and dominance. Bette quickly submitted to her by lowering her gaze submissively.

The teacher noticed that and gave her a little smirk.

"You must be my student teacher," she said.

Bette was almost afraid to look up, and when she did it looked like a bow of reverence. She nodded her head and timidly said, "my name is Bette Porter."

"Bette," the teacher repeated, "is it short for something?"

"No it’s just Bette."

"Well I’m Christina Kennard," she said offering her hand to shake, "but you can call me Tina."

Bette lifted her hand and took her hand. She almost gasped at her strong grip and Tina noticed that, but she chose to ignore it and turned to the class.

"Hello class," she said in a commanding tone that made Bette shudder, "I am Professor Kennard and welcome to math…" The class looked utterly confused and Tina laughed, "just kidding! Welcome to fiction and poetry writing. I knew math would make you all cringe since we’re English majors here."