The sounds of the copy and fax machines filled Bette’s ears as she thought of what she would do tonight. Every night like any other was a bored one. Currently, she’s  dating a woman whom she slowly but surely is coming to wonder why she found her so interesting. But, there has always been something about her that drew Bette in. She admired her strength and her courage. At the same time she feared them too. Some people never real know themselves. They think they do because of the job they have or the  vehicle they own. Over time i will explain this deeper.

"hey, Bette, I’m going on break, can I grab you something?" DW asked, as he headed toward the door, wearing a Timberland jacket.

Bette looks up from the computer. "No, thanks. Appreciate it."

DW nods his head and out the door he went. It was was a quarter to three and the spring afternoon seemed to grow slower with customers. Being a Center Customer Service Associate was an okay job. The money at times could be easy and at other times you worked hard for your buck. But, at the same time you were appreciated with pizza parties and a night out on the town.

 Bette’s site was envied by many and adored by corporate. If anything, they were the best out of the district which meant even nicer bonuses in December. Currently, she isn’t in school which annoys her. Seeing college students enter and exit the store made Bette regret giving up on college and dating the woman she did.

 Yes, she loved her. Others would even say she was in love with her. Bette didn’t feel this. If anything, she feared leaving her and she really didn’t want to hurt her. The bruise from a smash to the cement reminded her of just the kind of person her girlfriend was.

 She hated her weaknesses. They reminded her a lot of her mother and at times she hated being her child. It was like a sadness or darkness rather filled with shame following her every where she went. Why and how did she end up with someone like she did? In the beginning it was different but over time things change.