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I walked into the classroo in fro s that lined the opposite wall Dr Z’s small and e to dozens of tiny desks attached to uncomfortable chairs

I joined the line of studentstheir way to whatever seat they chose,slowly forward

“Hey!” a faht into my ear

I leaned away, recognized the face, and began clied the less wall For reasons completely unknown to me, Benji Reynolds had hunted me like a bluetick coonhound since freshman orientation I had hoped the neould scare him away He was clearly a mama’s boy and far too attractive and happy to appeal to me

“Did you have a good surin

I was sure he did With his golden tan, I i along the beach next to the multimillion-dollar beach home his parents likely owned

“No”

“Did you even try?”

“No” I was beginning to get annoyed with the strea far too much time to choose a seat

“Hi, Benji,” Stephanie Becker lilted fro curves, and she twirled a piece of her long blonde hair while staring at him with the most ridiculous look on her face Her head was tilted, and her eyes clouded over when Benji looked for the source of his spoken name

“Hi,” he said, giving her only ayou’d be in this class” His brown eyes brightened

Even if he did have a strong jawline and a sweet disposition, I still couldn’t see hi but…well, Benji

Finally at the tenth row, I sidestepped halfway down the aisle to the same desk I’d sat in the year before I'd been in that classroom with a different professor the see attachment to that desk

Benji sat next to lared at him

“It’s okay if I sit here, right?” he asked

“No”

He laughed His teeth were too straight, and his posture was too perfect “You’re so funny Your hair is…,” he said, trying to find the best inoffensive adjective