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    “My name is Bette Porter…and this is my story” chpt 3 of 5

    “What?” She looked in the same direction my eyes had stopped in. There she was dressed in pink. Again, she walked with her head down, and to be honest with you, this bothered me. Why was a girl as beautiful as her walking with her head down? What did she not have to happy with? She’s like the best looking white girl here. What’s there to frown about? I haven’t seen her smile since she arrived a few days ago. What’s up with her? Just then-I began to grow full of goosebumps and fear. What happens if she embarasses me for even trying to talk to her? Time has changed since we were little. What if she was against a girl like myself. What if she isn’t gay period? My god. I hated when at the last moment-what if steps in. Jesus…I need to sit down. What am I talking about? I need to get her attention. How am I going to do that? Damn…should I even talk to her? Should I? I kept asking myself, because I was beginning to lose doubt in the process of standing outside my classroom. She stepped closer and raised her head.

    “Excuse me,” She whispered. Just then-Vicky stepped out of her way. We both followed her closely with our eyes. I watched her absent-mindedly from the door. She walked over to the chair I was sitting in, and sat down adjacent to it. Bingo!

    “Okay, I have to go.” I gazed over at V.

    “Yeah, yeah, sure. Hey, goodluck with her.”

    “Thanks…” I smiled and took a deep breath. I entered the classroom and walked over.

    “Hey Bette!” Shit. Who the hell was that? I stopped in my tracks. Just then-Tina looked up at the sound of my name. She watched me like a crook. Oh shit-did I fuck this up? I was stuck. I didn’t want to move. Her eyes had me glued in my place. I felt them piercing my shirt, my belt, my jeans, my shoes, and then my eyes. This was the first time she had stared at me like she did. “Oh, that’s how you’re doing me now?” The voice called out behind me. Just then-I began putting two and two together. That sounded like dumb ass Sha-Sha. Shit! I turned around and looked. I was right. Fuck! Tina will have to wait. I can’t sit with her, because they’ll blow my cover. So, to make things less obvious I waved.

    Comments

    1. Wonderful. I knew you wouldn’t disappointment. I’m with lamentamini. It does look like something’s about to happen next chapter…will it? I sure hope you have something good instored. Surprise me. I’m waiting. You have two more to go. You’re doing fantastic. Please continue…Later

    2. I love this story. These two are so into each other that they do not see the world around. That is the way it should be in any time period. A person should be able to love whom ever they want. Please post soon.

    3. This is really good! It started off heavy and now it is lightening up a bit…but it’s still deep. Thanks for having the courage to write it with the many critics on this board. GREAT work!!

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