Chapter 2
Bette woke up with a smile on her face. She had been dreaming about a beautiful blonde woman with hazel eyes. And that made her happy.
She glanced at the clock that showed 5.45. She had woken before the alarm went off, but felt very awake and full of energy.
It was the first day of work after the summer. Bette loved all free time as much as anyone, but she also loved her job. She missed her students, and was looking forward to seeing them again. Bette was only 28 years old, but in spite of young age, she had been teaching at Hollywood High School for 8 years. She had started at the bottom of course by being a substitute in different classes. But now she was an English teacher. And a damn good one she thought. And this year the headmaster had given her permission to start an art class for seniors. She was really looking forward to that. Because besides teaching, Bette loved art.
Bette got in the shower and then went to the kitchen to have breakfast. She loved to take it slow in the morning. Just enjoy the silence and peacefulness in her home, before the day really started.

Not far away Tina was also getting up. Unlike Bette, Tina hates early mornings. She loved sleeping in. Tina loved the night. She loved the silence and peacefulness of the night. But today was no day for sleeping in. In about 2 hours she would be an official member of the teaching staff at Hollywood High School. She was nervous. She had tried many different jobs, but none seemed to be right. Then her uncle who was the headmaster at her old high school had asked her if she could help him out. Suddenly she was a substitute teacher and she loved it. After the school year had ended she had taken classes herself, and now she was starting at her very first real teacher job. As scary as it was, it also was very exciting. She loved working with the students. Learning them new things, and seeing them grow. I just hope my colleagues are nice.
After a quick shower and breakfast Tina went to her wardrobe to find an outfit. She choose a pair of jeans and a purple top. She then went to look for her black jacket.
She suddenly remembered that she had lost her jacket last night. Damn, maybe I have to go back to the club and ask for it she thought. A glance at the clock told her she did not have time to dwell about that. She grabbed a leather jacket and her things and left the house, hoping that traffic would good today.