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Rachel looks foward as she walks down the hall. “So where is this class anyway?” She asks Britney. “umm its not too far.. just upstairs and down the hall.” She disclosed.
“Ok” Rachel agreed. A few minutes pass as they make thier way down the crowded hallway. The walls seem to echo the sound, of a thousand voices. All talking at once. If one were to really focus, the sound would be maddening.

Rachel notices a guy walking in thier direction. He appears to be about her age, tall thin, muscular build. She doesn’t notice if he has seen her. She gives him a test wave. He waves back. Ok so he did notce me.!. She thought to herself. “Who is that guy, whom I just waved at?” Rachel asks Britney.. Britney pauses for a moment. “The tall one kinda muscular?” “That’s the one” Rachel retorts. “Oh, that is, Chris Thompson. He is a Junior.. I believe.” Britney responds.

“Oh, well he’s kinda cute” Rachel gushed. “Don’t get any strange ideas, hes taken, ” Britney said.

“Oh, ok” Rachel said.