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girlfriends, this is new to him. He’s still learning how to act.”
    She leaned forward on crossed legs, her light-brown hair wrapping around her shoulders. “Love isn’t supposed to hurt. Not more than it’s supposed to feel good. I’m not denying you love him, I can see you do. But that’s because you haven’t experienced anything different. It’s none of my business what you do or don’t do, all I want is for you to smile once in a while. Maybe even be happy.”
    “I am happy.” Truth or lie? I could no longer tell the difference.
    “Now onto the juicy stuff.” Marilyn looked at me with a brightly-lit smile. “I happen to have it on good authority that you have been spotted more than once with Julian Lawson. What’s all that about?” Julian and Marilyn were both juniors, but as far as I knew they didn’t run in the same circles. “He is like the hottest guy at BU, but Kit is going to kill you, you know that, right?” She followed that with an exaggerated eye-bugging. “Michael won’t be too pleased, either. I can’t lie, I love it. My lil’ sis, kicking it with the baddest boy around.”
    I was forced to smile even though she was nowhere near accurate with her observations. “We take the same Sociology class and he’s my partner for an assignment for the next eight weeks. But not for much longer,” I said, standing up. “Because I am going right now to get that changed.”
    “Why?” Marilyn’s face dropped into a dissatisfied frown.
    “Because,” I said, getting into my hoody, “I don’t like him and he has no intentions of helping me pass.”
    “But he’s so fucking sexy,” she theorized, like that was all the consideration needed to get me my A.
    “Sexy doesn’t really mean anything,” I clarified, starting for the door. “I mean, have you actually spoken to him? The guys a bit of a jerk.”
    “Uh, yeah,” she clarified, “I’ve spoken to him. Many times.”
    “Have you—”
    “Slept with him? God no. But I imagine it’s one of those things you have to try before you die. Or at least graduate.”
    I smiled, halfway out the door. “Paid education is wasted on you when you’ve already found the meaning of life.”
    “I know you are being a sarcastic cow, but I’m taking that as a compliment!” Marilyn shouted before the door closed on her shrill voice.
     
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    I knocked on the auditorium door with over exerted force so I wouldn’t go unheard.
    “Come in.”
    I opened the door and stepped inside the empty hall. Marcus sat behind his desk, in front of a splay of papers. He set down his pen and smiled at me. “Angel, is it ?”
    When I nodded, he said, “What can I do for you?”
    I lingered by the door, not bothering to close it. I guess a part of me was ready for the immediate ‘no’ answer. “I wanted to ask if you could find me someone else to partner with, for the assignment.”
    He was quick with the sympathetic smile, sloping downwards on his face.
    Can’t believe I ever liked this guy.
    “I’m sorry, you picked yourselves. You’ll have to get someone to switch with you.”
    I was afraid he might say that.
    “It’s Julian,” I rushed on, “I can’t work with him. He’s impossible.”
    Marcus’s soft laughed drifted across the hall. “He’s a handful all right.”
    “Well thanks,” I said glumly. For nothing.
    I was about to leave when the sound of Marcus’s voice stopped me.
    “Tell me the problem with Julian.”
    I turned back, hope igniting in my lifted frown. “He’s intolerable.”
    “You’ve both already made a great start.” He smiled. He was too young and excited to see the problem from my point of view if he was going to start his argument with a statement like that one.
    I snorted. “How on earth do you figure that?”
    “Opposites attract, and if things are already this insufferable, then the two of you could make a really great paper—really get to know each other and dig under those hard layers of protest and