Beth jumped when she felt something tap her shoulder. She turned her head, surprised to find the girl's hand, the hand that had eagerly touched her breast at the party. A post it fluttered down into her lap and she frowned when she unfolded it, finding a phone number written in a feminine cursive, the name Vanessa written underneat.<i>Vanessa</i>had given her her phone number.<br/><br/>Beth frowned and turned in her seat to ask her about it but was slightly alarmed to see her kissing her boyfriend. Well, that wasn't the most startling part. She didn't approve of PDA, much less in class, but whatever. She was mostly startled by the sight of his hand down her pants.<br/><br/>She quickly turned back around and stared down at the post it. She itched to text Vanessa now to see what she wanted but it felt inappropriate when her boyfriend's hand was down her pants.