Chapter Eight

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"Any progress?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"A lot!" I said, letting out a long breath.

"I finished up the Chemistry and History assignment" I said and he nods.

"And what about you?" I asked.

"Well, I haven't started anything" He said letting out a small titter.

A chuckle? Pftt that's called music.

"I needed help" He smiled sheepishly.

"I can help you" I offered and his eyes sparkled.

"I'll be right back" He said and ran out of my room.

I sat there, trying to figure out what he's trying to do.

After what we call a split second, he stood by the door with books in his hands. He closed the door behind him and sat down on the chair again.

"Would you mind, if I copied your two successfully completed assignments?" He asked.

I stood up and rummaged through the pile of my books and then finally found my assignments.

"It would be my privilege to help you out" I sneered and handed over the assignments to him.

He took the assignments from me and immediately started copying it.

"So, how are you liking UCL so far?" He asked while copying the assignment.

"You really just sounded like the person who takes student's interviews; again" I chuckled and he started laughing.

"But really, how do you like UCL so far?" He asked looking up at me.

"It's great actually, I love the campus and a few teachers are amazing. Also, not to forget the library. Oh my god! That place is just like an embellish to the university" I said, practically fangirling over the library.

He laughed and then continued with his work.

"So what was your life like in Amsterdam?" He asked.

"Not really interesting" I shrugged.

"Which university did you attend?" He inquired.

"University of Amsterdam" I answered.

"Cool" He said and raised an eyebrow.

"So tell me about yourself" I said.

"You already know everything" He said calmly.

I didn't really know what to say to that, so I kept quite.

After twenty minutes, Joshwa finally broke the ice.

"And done!" He exclaimed and shut his books.

"Thank you" He said and placed my assignments alongside his on the study table.

"Your welcome" I smiled.

"What's your plan for the weekend?" He asked.

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