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She sat, legs crossed at the knee, with Isabella, her roommate and closest friend she's made since being at Michigan.
"And he got all that from just your syllabus?"
"Yup, I've heard the rumors and I'm sure you've too, the
guys a genius"
"That's why you fancy him" Bella let's out a giggle that sounded so sweet she couldn't help but smile.
Lisa finally has a proper look around the place her friend has brought her to this time, it's jam packed and she can barely hear what's going on in her own mind.
All she can make out in her conscience is the same question Bella's about to ask
"Why him?"
Lisa's sure Bella means well but she can't help but glare at her. Her giggle let's her know she's taken it the way she intended it It was a valid question, sure he was good looking and very witty but an egomaniac and probably doesn't do his dishes... but it doesn't stop her wondering what he's really like, through the facade