“Emmm… ok, perfect. Now Ms. Kennard, you can find your spot.” With that, the teacher promptly turned over to the blackboard and started writing, trying to stay out of the inevitable drama.

Tina balled up her fists and went down the narrow aisle. She noticed two girls were planning to trip her on the way. Before she could think of a solution, a taller, oppressive form approached from the other side of the room.

The two girls looked up in surprise, receiving a warning look from the tall figure. Bette coldly glared at them until they withdrew their feet.

The air was even denser than it was before. The brunette and the blonde met in the middle of the length, face to face, none of them yielding.

“Excuse me.” Tina picked her head up slightly to look into this tall girl’s eyes. Bette was at least two inches taller than she. And her shoulders were broader, her arms and waist stronger, her jaw line more rigid. But she wasn’t as afraid as before. The brunette hadn’t done anything about her obvious mocking. ‘Maybe she’s really just a beautiful piece of macaroni.’

“Since we’re neighbors from now on, let me lead you to the seat.” The thin dark pink lips formed into a cruel curve. “I’d love to take care of our new classmate.”

“That’s unfortunate.” Tina simply shrugged, pretending to not take it seriously.

“Who do you think you’re talking to?” A girl finally spat, followed by the agreement of many die-hard defenders of Bette’s.

It was exactly what Tina had expected. The provocation she had caused, the anger from those bimbos, and eventually, the attention from Bette Porter. A quick smile slipped from her lips.

“You seemed to be quite content with yourself?” However, the smile was caught by two intent brown eyes. Bette moved in closer, trying to catch the glimpse of joyous from the girl. To the brunette, the little smile was dazzling even though it was not for her.

“Move please.” Instead of giving it a response, Tina tried to get pass her. She ignored the exquisite face just inches away. But however she tried, the delicate and instinct scent of the brunette still penetrated her nostrils, making her heart skip a beat, hard. The uncomfortable feeling had her frown and glare back at the brunette.