That Modern R & J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)
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				Title: <strong>That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>20-11-2010, 03:39:12</strong>
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				It was the second week of classes, and he hadn't been to the first week. After all, it was all the bull about the rubrics and the grading system - something he didn't care about. If anything, he could go to the professor's office hours and claim he couldn't hear the professor very well and had questions. Then again, some professors figured their students were incompetent at hearing so they spelled everything out on their syllabi. He had spent his freshman year cruising through the classes and parties, gaining a satisfying 3.1 by the time summer hit - not to mention it helped when the professor's were bribed by your mob boss dad. He liked to think that it was through hard work and perseverance.<br><br>This second year would be different, because he was finally forming his major into what he wanted. No doubt he would still be in the family business, but if he was in law, he could easily look over the indiscretions of the mob. Not to mention the fact that he could easily deter the law from his family in case something went down. That, of course, was why he was wasting his time in this God forsaken class, sitting in the second to last row, waiting for the class to start. The professor came in, briefcase in hand and looked up at the class he was going to be teaching that semester. Briefly their eyes met, and he nodded shortly before the professor nodded back, the mutual understanding of what was to be had this semester passing before their eyes.<br><br>Several minutes passed and the class soon started, and as he granted himself this hour and a half to himself, he sat there, listening to the fathers of law pass between the professor's lips in some poor attempt at "relating" to the students.
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 00:20:59</strong>
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				It was finally happening, she was finally getting out of her house and off on her own. Well as on her own as she could reasonably be at college, but no more house that was locked down tighter than Fort Knox, no more personal guard when she left the house, just her, the school and a lot of good times ahead of her. It had taken Samantha nearly all of her junior and senior years of high school for her to convince her father that she needed to go off to college on her own. Now here she was, a week in, and loving every second of it.<br><br>She could have done without having to use her mothers maiden name instead of her name, but she knew, even though she'd been pretty sheltered from it, that her father was in a really dangerous line of work and he had enemies. Samantha highly doubted that anyone cared on bit who she was, but it was one of the conditions of her going half way across the country to school. There was also the promise that she came home every school holiday, didn't let her grades suffer for the partying and she had to call home at least three times a week. <br><br>Her first class of the day, even though it was only a week in, had them giving an oral presentation. She made certain she was perfect looking to help quell her nerves. Her light brown hair was pulled back into a loose braid and she wore a pair of boots with a stubby heel that added a few inches to her height. Being only 5'0 she was a little sensitive about it. She loved that she could be here and dress casual in jeans and a sweater. No uniforms like her private school had been, no fancy clothes t hat her parents preferred, here, it was whatever she wanted. Now she just had to hope she didn't pass out from the fear of speaking in front of a room full of people.
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 01:09:07</strong>
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				Apparently the class was not that popular, for there were about 45 people in the large room, and their voices echoed as they spoke to one another and their professors. James, of course, was not in the mood to talk to anyone. He knew that his professor would keep mum about his situation, use the surname his father bribed on him (Conner, a very classy name if James had any say so in the matter). With a sighed, James looked at his watch, the Rolex gleaming in the fluorescent lighting. Ten fifteen. The class should start any second now, and as James looked up, he noticed a group of girl coming through the door. They were your typical New England girls, Uggs on their feet, tight jeans and sweaters on their bodies that hugged their curves. They each had a matching scarf, which was looped in such a way that it caressed their breasts so that James could not look away. <br><br>They caught him looked and James raised a dark brow at them and lifted a corner of his mouth, causing them to look at each other and whisper something. James was the kind of guy who was confident about himself, but was not unaccustomed to being rejected. Oh boy had he been scorned before, and that had been the last of his worries when his father bribed the girl to go to the dance with him. That was in high school, and now he had the savvy ways learned.&nbsp; He looked up as the professor cleared his throat and began class, with the usual drawl of who he was, what the class was about, blah, blah, blah.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now, we shall start with the day's activities. I assume that most of you, if not all, have no idea who you all are, and since you will be working with each other for most of the semester, you might as well become a big happy family. I have asked you to prepare a bit of speech to introduce yourself to the class. Any volunteers to start first?"<br><br>No one raised their hand, and so the professor sighed and picked up the class roster, knowing exactly who would go first, but made a show of being laborious with choosing a name. "Ah, is there a Mr. Conner in the room?" James raised his hand casually and then got up, moving down the steps before coming to the front of the room, realizing just how huge the room was, and how little the seats were filled.<br><br>"Well... I'm James Conner, sophomore here at the university. I'm studying to be a lawyer. Um... my interests are long walks on the beach, candle light dinners and reading books by the fire."<br><br>This caused a few chuckles at James' sarcasm, but he just smiled and shrugged, looking down at the ground before looking up again.<br><br>"I like football, traveling, and the occasional beer... every weekend."<br><br>With that, he nodded at the professor once before moving back to his seat. That was productive.. and now he would spend the rest of the class period bored out of his mind and waiting for the time to manage eleven thirty.
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 16:13:44</strong>
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				Samantha was so relieved that she wasn't the first speaker up that she tried to let herself relax and listen to the rest of the class as they went up to give a little information about themselves, exactly what she wasn't supposed to be doing.<br><br>The first one up made her smile. He wasn't bad looking, in a rather unconventional way, though he looked a little familiar, though she couldn't say where she'd seen his face before. She supposed she'd run into him somewhere on campus either during orientation or in this past week. He made her laugh the way he'd turned the speech into a singles ad and she wished more than anything she could have that kind of confidence.<br><br>One after the next she heard the various speeches. Some were humorous, some where well practiced and time but most were boring, what she figured her own would be. She had nothing to say, but really all she had to go up there and give her name and a few small details. Finally when she heard her name, she went up to the front and tried to look towards the back of the room rather than down at the floor or at anyone in particular. <br><br>"Hi, I'm Samantha Pearce, I'm a freshman here and, I don't have a major yet but as I understand there is some time for that. This is my first time out here on the east coast, and I'm loving the change of scenery, and.....well I guess that's it for now"<br><br>Hastily she found her way back to her seat. She knew she'd completely blown the speech, forgot everything she'd thought of to say, but public speaking wasn't something she had excelled at.
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 05:39:30</strong>
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				James moved from the front of the classroom back to his seat, watching the people as he walked by. He winked to the girl that he had seen earlier in class, and watched the back of their heads move together as they whispered to each other. Yeah, they were probably talking about him. Who knew though. The professor called out several more names, several more groans and several more sighs as each person got up and gave a brief introduction about themselves. It seemed that the last girl to go was called, and she looked nervous standing up in front of the class. She looked so familiar, and James couldn't pinpoint where he'd seen her. No doubt around campus, or perhaps at the local shops around the town. She was beautiful as all get, but nervous as hell to be speaking in front of people. Not a good sign in this class, for he knew about the professor, and oral presentations were something that he valued high on his list for grades. <br><br>The professor ended the class, saying that the day after next they would begin the class lectures, which elicited several boo's from the group next to the emergency exit door. James merely shook his head in amusement, his eyes moving to the girl - Samantha - as she got up from her desk and moved towards the door. He had the inkling to talk to her but didn't want her to feel like he was approaching her too quickly. He knew a guy who got maced based on him wanting to ask her what time it was without actually calling her name first, but taking her arm to turn her around. He didn't feel like he wanted to get maced today. His second option? Follow her until he had the reason to talk to her. <br><br>As he walked several yards behind her, he found that his options were running low fast, for the path to his next class was the opposite of the way she seemed to be heading. Luck seemed to be on his side, however, when he noticed that a piece of paper had dropped from one of her binders she was holding. He reached down for it and looked at it, noticing the girlish handwriting and the smooth way of the cursive that covered the page. Obviously this girl was schooled well, and it only furthered to impress him. Without missing a beat, he caught up to her, tapping her shoulder before he spoke. "Um.. miss? I-I think you dropped this." Of course he was playing the "Maybe you're not the person who dropped this" voice, but it was better than being up front and in your face about it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>30-11-2010, 19:00:19</strong>
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				Samantha was so startled to be tapped on the shoulder that she managed to throw her books and papers right up into the air and almost lost her balance. She'd been so wrapped up in her own thoughts about the class and how horrible her performance had been, that she was completely unaware of her surroundings. <br><br>"God, you scared the hell out of me!"<br><br>She took the paper from him and looked at it, relaxing a bit after her heart stopped jumping. <br><br>"Thank you, yes I guess I did drop this. You...you're in Professor Wallace's 9:30 class right? I'm Samantha and..."<br><br>She looked back down at the paper she'd dropped.<br><br>"and you just saved me from having to explain why the coversheet on my outline for my next class was missing"<br><br>Her father had rarely if ever let her talk with guys let alone date them, so she felt completely at a loss standing here trying to figure out how to make small talk. She still couldn't get past the nagging feeling that she knew him from somewhere, but it would come to her she thought, she was very good at placing people and names. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 01:30:40</strong>
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				James froze as Samantha started and managed to put her books and papers all over the ground. He felt guilty that he hadn't gotten her attention better but what was done was done. He looked apologetically at her, but handed her the paper nonetheless. There was something about her that made James want to stick around, and so he did, smiling at her question.<br><br>"Yeah.. I am. I'm James. You're.. Samantha, right? You have a pretty name, I have a cousin named Samantha. We all call her Sam though.."<br><br>He chuckled to himself.<br><br>"I'm babbling.. sorry."<br><br>He looked up at her, then at the paper, and made a show of bowing to her, before speaking in a gallant way.<br><br>"Well, I am glad I could be of assistance. I wouldn't want you to have you explain yourself! I know how some professors are. What class do you have next? Who's teaching it?"<br><br>He knew about twenty of the professors on campus, and wouldn't doubt he knew her professors either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-12-2010, 19:14:58</strong>
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				"Its nice to meet you James"<br><br>She sorted out her mess of papers as they spoke knowing it was going to take her a while to put everything to rights. Samantha was tidy by nature and could be a little anal about how her papers and books were put together. <br><br>Dropping everything and having it scattered around threw her off a bit. It didn't help that she still couldn't place James, and she was certain now that she was speaking with him up close that she'd seen him somewhere before. <br><br>"I have Professor Michael's next, Art History. Its not quite what I thought it was going to be, but its interesting nonetheless"<br><br>She started walking towards her next class, glancing at her map. It had only been a week so finding her away around the campus was a little daunting still, but she imagined in another week or so she'd have her bearings. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>16-12-2010, 20:52:17</strong>
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				James smiled as she spoke, nodding his head in a silent return. It was certainly nice to meet her, definitely nicer to meet her than anyone else today. He watched silently as she sorted through her papers, watching as the OCD kicked in apparently. He was amused at how deliberate she was in putting each paper back in it's original place. "I have to admit.. I feel bad that I scared you. Made your papers go everywhere and certainly out of place." He changed the subject with what class she had next, wondering if he knew the professor. When she said Professor Michael, he smiled to himself. Michael had recently&nbsp; needed a favor from James' father, something about getting evidence to blackmail his wife in cheating and gaining the upper hand in their nasty divorce. Apparently Michael had a stormy past and would no doubt be an interesting asset to James' father. "It's certainly different. Michael makes it the better of the classes though..." Of course he didn't have it next, he had political science with some no name professor who thought he was hot shit. However, James had the opportunity to spend his time with Samantha, and he was going to take it, political science be damned. When she started to walk off, looking at the map and clearly figuring out where she was, he smiled to himself and walked up beside her, tapping her on the shoulder once again. "It's um.. it's this way." He whispered to her and tilted his head in the direction he was going. The liberal arts and social sciences buildings were right beside each other, but he would take a left into the arts building instead of the right. "Do you want me to walk with you there?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 16:51:11</strong>
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				She couldn't help but blush a bit when he made the comment about her papers being out of place. She'd always been a little compulsive about her things, that everything was in its proper place and that nothing was out of sort. She had attributed that to the fact that it was one of the few things in her life she could control. Her father was overprotective to the point of being overbearing and at least in this she could have things her way.<br><br>"Thanks, I keep hoping that I'll get the lay of the land here but I keep getting turned around. I never imagined it would be so large, the campus I mean"<br><br>Samantha followed him across the lawn towards the liberal arts building. It was amazing to her how beautiful the landscape of the school grounds was. While she was feeling a little overwhelmed here, she knew she was lucky to be here, finally on her own. On her own and able to walk with a good looking guy without someone standing or hovering nearby for the first time. It was a freedom she was learning to love and actually found herself dreading the first holiday that would send her home. It wasn't that she didn't miss her family, but she want ready to give up the newfound freedom she had.<br><br>"If you don't mind my asking, where are you from?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 18:28:13</strong>
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				He noted the blush on her face, and thought to himself that he would like to see that happen more, if she would keep him around, that is. There were so many women on this campus, that it was a bit unfair that he hadn't met them all. His ego, of course, was keeping him afloat, but he knew that this girl, wherever she came from, was going to be an easy catch. When she spoke, he looked over at her, smiling and nodding his head before answering. "Yeah, it was built about two hundred years ago, and the landscape has been the same ever since, save for a few trees and bushes growing here an there. Do you want me to carry some of that for you? I'd hate for you to drop it again." He chuckled but waited patiently for her to hand over some books for him to carry. The campus was fairly large, if it was the only campus you'd been too. He, of course, had visited five or six before finally deciding on this one. The liberal arts building was coming up fast, and he had the sudden urge to tell her bye and go to his class, for he knew how disappointed his father would be if he knew that he skipped class, however, he wanted to talk to this girl. Her question caused him to stop in his tracks, but he recovered quickly with a smile. "Oh, just around here. I have family all over." Very vague, but very true. "Where are you from?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 17:47:42</strong>
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				She only hesitated a moment before she gave him one of her larger books to carry. It was sweet really and unexpected. While she hadn't come here to meet guys, she certainly wasn't going to turn up her nose at the first nice one she'd met since she'd been here. Samantha knew she was a little inept when it came to dealing with the opposite sex, but that was because she'd been given such a small amount of freedom to explore that area of her life before now. He would probably get bored with her before they even reached the arts building, but, she wasn't going to dwell on that until it happened. <br><br>"Me? The west coast, its a nice change of pace out here, but, I do miss the beach" <br><br>Sam knew she had to keep it as vague as possible, not that anyone here would know who she was if she said she was from California, especially since she was using her mothers maiden name, and really, who would even care? Sometimes she thought her father just thought up new ways to make her life as difficult as possible so he could lock her up in the house for the rest of her life. <br><br>Glancing at her watch as they approached the building she realized she only had a few minutes before her class started and as much of a perfectionist as she was about her books and notes, she was also obsessively on time for things, whether it was a class, a doctors appointment, a lunch with friends, she was never late. <br><br>"Thanks for the help getting here but, I don't want to be late"<br><br>She was tempted to give him her number, or the name of the building where her dorm was, or ask if he wanted to meet for coffee later, but it all seemed much too forward for her, so instead she just stood there awkwardly, waiting to see if he'd make that move.
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 20:56:13</strong>
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				He smiled at her as she handed over her books, carrying them with ease. He wondered briefly why she didn't get a back pack but didn't question her, she would probably have some comment about how backpacks aren't OCD friendly. As they walked together, he thought about the women that he'd been with and how they compared to her. Sure, he knew that he shouldn't compare girls to other girls, but what the hell, he may never see her again after this. She asked where he was from and he gave some vague answer, which she seemed to accept, and then he asked her where she was from. She replied and he raised his brows, the west coast? He had family in the west coast but her name was not familiar to him. He couldn't automatically assume that she was part of the mob, and he could only hope that that thinking would leave. He was suspicious of several people he'd come across since being here at college. <br><br>The building of liberal arts came into view and he looked over at her as she looked at her watch, seeming agitated or in a hurry. He didn't know why, since class started in a few minutes and the professors never actually started on the clock. They stopped before the building she was to go in, and he realized that she thought he was just walking her to it, not exactly going with her. That was fine, he could certainly go to his class, and meet her after wards.&nbsp; Her words caused him to smile and swallow back a chuckle, looking at her again before he spoke. "Maybe... if you don't have a class after this we can get lunch or something? The Italian restaurant on campus is pretty good, and I know one of the cooks, maybe he can get us a free meal, if you're interested." <br><br>It was after he spoke that he realized just how much exercise he seemed to be putting on the fact that he knew people on campus. Cooks, professors, would he let loose that his father was a friend of the dean too? Either way, he waited for her to answer, giving her books back to her before he put his hands in his pockets. "I have a class in this building," he pointed with his head towards the political science building, "I could meet you after wards here if you'd like."
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 23:23:31</strong>
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				He was certainly charming, she thought. Charming and a little persistant, she just wished she'd had more experienced with guys so that she didn't sound like a simpering idiot without a thing to say. She liked the fact that he'd taken an interest and wanted to meet her for lunch after class.<br><br>"That sound great, I'd love to. I should probably get going though, I really don't want to be late, I'll...see you a little later"<br><br>She didn't wait for him to say anything before she turned and walked into the arts building and made her way to her class. She could have stood outside with him another ten minutes or so, as the professor never started on time, but she had gotten a little nervous and figured they would have plenty of time to talk after classes. This was her last one of the day since she'd scattered her schedule so she had only a few each day rather than any full days of classes. It allowed a better routine for her studying. Oh please don't let me sound this boring at lunch she thought.<br><br>The class went by rather quickly and before she knew it, she was gathering up her things to meet James outside. Glancing at her watch she wondered if she'd have time to drop her books off at her dorm first, probably not, he would think she stood him up if she did that. Instaed, she walked over to a small bank of benches and sat down with a book to wait.
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 07:31:31</strong>
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				James smiled at her as she spoke, nodding his head and watching her walk off into the building. That much was fine, seeing as how he finally had something to look forward to on campus. He moved into his own building, and spent the next hour or so bored out of his mind. Political science was something he'd taken already in high school.. this was just something more in depth and more pointless to him.<br><br>He checked his phone periodically, to see the time and to count down the minutes it would be 'til he saw Samantha again. He thought for a brief moment that he was like one of those insipid girls who wrote their first names with their loves last names. By the time he had looked at his phone for a record of the tenth time, he was ready to get out of there, and grabbed his books and jacket when the professor announced the class had ended. He couldn't get out of there fast enough.<br><br>Seeing as the entire political science building seemed to be let out at once, James had to wait another three minutes before the building actually cleared. He just hoped that he wasn't too late, and that Samantha was still waiting there. With a smile, he came out to the benches between the two buildings and relief flooded through him when he found Samantha still there, waiting for him. He approached her and tapped her on the shoulder, smiling down at her. "Sorry about that. Apparently the entire PS building lets out at the exact same time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: That Modern R &amp; J We Love So Much! (Kalypso and FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 02:47:52</strong>
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				Samantha smiled and looked up from her book when James tapped her on the shoulder. She closed her book and put it back into the stack she had with her and started gathering everything up into her arms.<br><br>"Oh that's fine, my class let out early so I was enjoying the fresh air"<br><br>Glancing around, she realized how much time she'd spent in the last week or so just watching everyone else go by, and this was really the first time that she was spending any time in the middle of something. It was still gnawing at her where she had seen James before, but knew it would come to her eventually, but she made a decision to stop thinking and just enjoy the time they were going to spend together. <br><br>"Would you mind if we stopped by my dorm first so I can drop some of these books off? I think they might be a little cumbersome for lunch"
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