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“Hey, I didn't know you were taking this class,” she said, smiling at the red haired girl. Megan was the sort of cute, shy girl who often got overlooked.
Megan smiled back. “I just added it. I saw you taking notes like crazy so I was hoping I could borrow them and get caught up.”
“Your welcome to copy what I have,” Amber told her. “But I missed yesterday's class. To be honest, I'm just taking notes from the book now because the instructor seems to be going straight from that.”
“Thanks, that's good to know.” Megan swung her backpack over her shoulders. “In that case, I guess I'll just follow the book as well.”
Megan followed Amber out of the classroom. “So, I've been dying to ask you if there is anything between you and Hunter,” she said, reaching up to push her red locks behind her ears as they exited the building.
“I'm not really sure,” Amber replied, laughing. “He's definitely cute but I heard that he doesn't keep girlfriends. What's up with that?”
Megan's face wrinkled up as she considered the question. “Well, some of the girls say he's afraid that he's chased just because of his money.” She shrugged. “There's probably a little truth in that. Some of the girls going here are definitely on the prowl for a husband.”
“Are you serious?” Amber gaped at her. “I mean he does have a nice apartment and a Range Rover. But I'm sure his parents must help out.”
Megan laughed. “Honestly? You've never heard of his family? The Webbs are fabulously wealthy and a big benefactor here. Hunter's grandparents gave money for the library when it was being built.” Megan paused to adjust her backpack. “I get the impression Hunter doesn't care about the money so much. I think he's just hoping to concentrate on his art. He's really good.”
Amber stopped when she saw the Science Building, trying to get her bearings. Although she had studied the map several times, she still had to think about where she was going.
“Which way are you headed,” Megan asked. “I have to go to the library.”
Amber hesitated. She really wanted more of a scoop on Hunter. But she wasn't sure if either he or Caleb had more classes after this one. She didn't want to make either of them late.
“I'm headed for the Student Union,” she said, reluctantly. “Guess I'll see you in class tomorrow.”
As the two parted ways, Amber tried to match the little she knew about Hunter with the fact that he was supposedly super rich. What was up with the worn jeans and paint-splattered tee shirts. Was that his way to try to hide his wealth? Or did he simply not care about things like that?
By the time she reached the Student Union, she felt as though a stone was lodged in her stomach. What if Hunter thought that she was after his money? Here she was, completely broke, and now he was giving her a place to live. What if he later he thought it was all a ploy on her part?
“Hey, Amber, where are you going?” Hunter shouted.
Looking up, Amber realized that she had passed the fountain. She turned back, giving him a small wave. Caleb was about twenty feet away and held a Frisbee. While she walked back, they threw it back and forth.
“Is something wrong?” Hunter asked as the three of them walked back toward the car.
“Too much history jammed into my brain,” she said, smiling, shaking off her anxiety.
When they reached the grass lawn at the front of the campus, Caleb jogged off to one side. “Let's play a little Frisbee before we go back. I have a ton of homework and I need to clear my head.”
Hunter looked at Amber. “Are you game?”
“Are you sure you can compete with me?” Amber stretched her arms and did a couple of deep knee squats to limber up.
“Only one way to find out,” Hunter said, grinning.
For the next half hour, they ran around like little kids, laughing when some of Hunter's throws overshot their heads. Caleb threw the Frisbee into the shrubs twice and grumbled as he got
“Hey, I didn't know you were taking this class,” she said, smiling at the red haired girl. Megan was the sort of cute, shy girl who often got overlooked.
Megan smiled back. “I just added it. I saw you taking notes like crazy so I was hoping I could borrow them and get caught up.”
“Your welcome to copy what I have,” Amber told her. “But I missed yesterday's class. To be honest, I'm just taking notes from the book now because the instructor seems to be going straight from that.”
“Thanks, that's good to know.” Megan swung her backpack over her shoulders. “In that case, I guess I'll just follow the book as well.”
Megan followed Amber out of the classroom. “So, I've been dying to ask you if there is anything between you and Hunter,” she said, reaching up to push her red locks behind her ears as they exited the building.
“I'm not really sure,” Amber replied, laughing. “He's definitely cute but I heard that he doesn't keep girlfriends. What's up with that?”
Megan's face wrinkled up as she considered the question. “Well, some of the girls say he's afraid that he's chased just because of his money.” She shrugged. “There's probably a little truth in that. Some of the girls going here are definitely on the prowl for a husband.”
“Are you serious?” Amber gaped at her. “I mean he does have a nice apartment and a Range Rover. But I'm sure his parents must help out.”
Megan laughed. “Honestly? You've never heard of his family? The Webbs are fabulously wealthy and a big benefactor here. Hunter's grandparents gave money for the library when it was being built.” Megan paused to adjust her backpack. “I get the impression Hunter doesn't care about the money so much. I think he's just hoping to concentrate on his art. He's really good.”
Amber stopped when she saw the Science Building, trying to get her bearings. Although she had studied the map several times, she still had to think about where she was going.
“Which way are you headed,” Megan asked. “I have to go to the library.”
Amber hesitated. She really wanted more of a scoop on Hunter. But she wasn't sure if either he or Caleb had more classes after this one. She didn't want to make either of them late.
“I'm headed for the Student Union,” she said, reluctantly. “Guess I'll see you in class tomorrow.”
As the two parted ways, Amber tried to match the little she knew about Hunter with the fact that he was supposedly super rich. What was up with the worn jeans and paint-splattered tee shirts. Was that his way to try to hide his wealth? Or did he simply not care about things like that?
By the time she reached the Student Union, she felt as though a stone was lodged in her stomach. What if Hunter thought that she was after his money? Here she was, completely broke, and now he was giving her a place to live. What if he later he thought it was all a ploy on her part?
“Hey, Amber, where are you going?” Hunter shouted.
Looking up, Amber realized that she had passed the fountain. She turned back, giving him a small wave. Caleb was about twenty feet away and held a Frisbee. While she walked back, they threw it back and forth.
“Is something wrong?” Hunter asked as the three of them walked back toward the car.
“Too much history jammed into my brain,” she said, smiling, shaking off her anxiety.
When they reached the grass lawn at the front of the campus, Caleb jogged off to one side. “Let's play a little Frisbee before we go back. I have a ton of homework and I need to clear my head.”
Hunter looked at Amber. “Are you game?”
“Are you sure you can compete with me?” Amber stretched her arms and did a couple of deep knee squats to limber up.
“Only one way to find out,” Hunter said, grinning.
For the next half hour, they ran around like little kids, laughing when some of Hunter's throws overshot their heads. Caleb threw the Frisbee into the shrubs twice and grumbled as he got
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