“Oh crap, Jen? Is that you?”
“Whoa, what? Why are you here?”
“I'm a student here. We go to the same uni, that's awesome.”
“The universe hates me.”
“Let me walk you to class?”
“I have literature on the other side of the building.”
“I was heading there, too. Lead the way. You're a freshie?”
“Yeah. You're not?”
“I'm a junior.”
“Ew, you're so old.”
“I'm just 19, Jen.”
“How are you a junior?”
“I'm kind of smart. Accelerated, scholarship, you know, all that stuff.”
“You're smart?”
“Don't look so surprised. Hot people can be smart, too.”
“Smart, hot, and arrogant. What else could a girl ask for?”
“I knew it, you think I'm hot!”
“It was sarcasm, Lisa. They don't teach that in f-boy class?”
“Well, I'm a girl. And you can curse around me, you know. You can say fuckboy. We're in college.”
“I don't like cursing.”
“Man, you're adorable.”
“You're not.”
“Right. Because I'm hot, not adorable.”
“You are so annoying.”
“And you are so dang cute.”
“Is it on your to-do list to annoy me on every opportunity you get?”
“Technically, you are my to-do list.”
“You wish.”
“Nothin' wrong with dreaming, Jen.”
“Well, you've got really high dreams, Lisa.”
“Did you mean really short dreams? Get it? 'Cause you're short?”
“Yup, that's not helping.”
“I'm kidding, Jen.”
“Keep dreaming.”
“They do say I'm an overachiever anyway. Speaking of, are you planning on joining a varsity or sorority?”
“I'm not really the sorority type, but I'm definitely trying out for the cheerleading varsity.”
“Cool, I'm the captain of the softball team. Maybe you could cheer for us sometime.”
“Depends, are you good?”
“We've won the state championships for 9 years in a row, nationals for 3. We're kind of good.”
“Impressive.”
“We'd be such a power couple!”
“Couple? I thought you were going for a one-night thing?”
“I mean, if you're down with that, I definitely won't complain.”
“I don't even know why I'm still talking to you.”
“Because you find me amusing.”
“You pronounced 'annoying' wrong.”
“Is it weird that I seriously find it so cute when you're like that?”
“Yes. Yes it is. Why is everyone staring at us?”
“Cause you're with me. I'm kind of a big deal, you know.”
“You? I highly doubt it.”
“It's the reputation, Jen.”
“What's your reputation? That girl who likes to sleep with freshmen?”
“Hey, I'd go for upperclassmen too.”
“I don't even know what to say to that.”
“You could say 'yes' to a date with me?”
“Oh look, we've reached my class. Bye, Lisa.”
“Can I at least get your number?”
“Why would I give you my number?”
“I—umm—because...”
“I'll see you around, Lisa.”
“God, your smile is beautiful.”
“That corny sweet stuff won't work on me.”
“I'm just being honest, Jen.”
“Mhmm. I'll go ahead, all right? What's your next class?”
“Majors, back to the other side of the building.”
“I thought you were heading this way?”
“I wanted to talk to you. Plus, it's umm... exercise. Have fun in literature; Mrs. Shaw is incredible, and she gives good marks of you sit in front.”
“Thanks. Have fun with your majors.”
“I'll see you around, Jennie.”
Do you guys actually reading this?
JE LEEST
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