“Yeah, that is my roommate Bryn. She is well..”Cora trailed off not quite sure on how to describe Bryn’s craziness. “I guess you could say she is something else.”
Cora’s cell buzzed for about the twentieth time since she had awoken this morning. She was going to ignore it but it buzzed loudly again. She sighed taking the phone into her hand and flipping up the screen to read the message. It read: Spotted D and new gf fighting in the yard, maybe he isn’t over you-BT. Cora could not help but be frustrated. She could not figure out how to get across to her sorority sisters that she did not care about Darcy. She was over him. She had not attempted to date him since her fall semester of her sophomore year. She closed her cell and made sure the volume was off.
“Sorry, it seems that my sorority sisters need to be in constant contact with me” she said with a smile. The stranger she was talking to had yet to introduce himself and she was not going to go a whole semester without knowing his name so she glanced briefly at his paper to get his name. Jean it said. He had caught her glancing, she could only smile.
“So Jean?” she asked making it sound like the blue jeans one wears. Jean shook his head no.
“It sounds more like John” he said pronouncing his name with a slight French accent. It seemed that everyone here had exciting names except for her. She sometimes just felt so typical.
“Well, if you did not catch it the first time, I’m Cora” she said flipping her hair over her shoulder. She was trying to be flirty but it seemed not to be going terribly well. She was usually so good at this. But for some reason even talking to Jean was making her pulse race. She was having a hard time being her cool and collected herself. She was just hoping she did not seem like a fool. She needed to bring this conversation back around and away from herself.
“I have heard this class can be quite difficult. The professor gives a quiz almost every class according to one of my friends. She said it would be smart to study in groups” Cora rambled. She could almost groan in frustration at herself. She was running her mouth again and not getting to the point. The door to the classroom shut loudly and she looked up to see the Professor walk in.
“If you are interested in studying together, facebook me” she added before putting her full attention to the front of the class and to the professor who was now handing out a syllabus that no one would ever look at again.
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