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He had noticed her staring and of course he started to stare back. Only his stare didn't feel like he was trying to get her to stop. It felt more like he was trying to read her mind. He almost looked confused. Why would he be confused? It wasn't like the two of them had met before. Rhiannon hadn't been in Washington for very long and up until now she really hadn't been anywhere near the state. So unless he had lived in Ohio at some point in his life, which she doubted, the two were the definition of strangers. <br/>
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"Oh my god, he's coming over here." Rhiannon scrunched up her face at Marissa's excitement, looking over at her friend. <i>They act as if he's some sort of celebrity instead of just some hot college dude. </i>She thought to herself, clearly confused at her friend's reaction. Sure Cyrus was attractive but he was just some run of the mill conventionally attractive guy. <i>He's probably the type for a one night only wham bam thank you ma'am special. </i>Something about him seemed a bit off, she wasn't sure just what that was exactly. Something that made her heart beat just a little bit faster than it had been. As if her body was on high alert and giving her a warning to run.<br/>
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Rhiannon didn't get the chance to respond to Marissa before Cyrus reached them. Both of her roommates had gone starkly quiet in contrast to how they had been just moments before. His voice was smooth and alluring, full of charm that she assumed worked on most every other woman. Granted it had a bit of an affect on her, but nothing like he was probably hoping that it would. <i><b>Never seen you before. </b></i>Rhiannon cocked her eyebrow and blinked a bit.<br/>
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"Uh yeah, that tends to happen when school starts. You meet new people. Did you miss orientation?" She felt Leyla's hand tap her arm as if to scolf her. Flirting wasn't really Rhiannon's strong suit, at least not in the traditional sense. She wasn't really one for all the cutesy shit. Not that she didn't enjoy it. Just more that her natural inclination was towards sarcastic comments and jokes. <br/>
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For a moment she thought about apologizing for her initial words but decided against apologizing. "But yes, I'm new here. Just got here before classes began." She continued on to appease her friends. He was cute, but she wasn't quite sure if she was really interested in him. Now that he was closer she could definitely sense something was off about him. Maybe not in a bad way, but something. <br/>
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