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class was part of her freshman-year core curriculum and she was dreading every second, not because she couldn't handle the material, but because sitting in this lecture three times each week seemed pointless. She sighed and took out her laptop. Might as well get started.
    A brown-haired girl, who looked like she belonged in Hollywood and not on the Boston University campus, slid into the seat next to Jenna.
    “Do you mind if I sit with you?” she asked. The Boston accent indicated that she was a local and not a transplant like Jenna.
    Jenna shook her head. “Nope.”
    “I'm Catie,” she said.
    “Jenna.” They smiled at each other and Jenna went back to setting up the notes for this class.
    “You're taking notes on your computer?” Catie asked as if it was illogical.
    “I type much faster than I write. Better set of notes that way.”
    “Wow. I guess I know who to ask if I need notes, then!” She laughed.
    Jenna smiled, but inwardly, she thought, Don't count on it. I hate when people use me like that.
    “Hey, don't worry. I'm not the type to skip class. I'd have to be at death's door to miss one. I'm on the swim team, and if my grades slip, I lose my scholarship. I can't afford that.”
    Jenna bit her lip. She felt like an ass. “Sorry. Was my annoyance that obvious?”
    “A little. Don't sweat it.” The professor started speaking then and they were off to the races.
    At the end of the lecture, Catie said, “You have class now?”
    “Nope. I was going to get some lunch.” Catie looked at her expectantly. Oh. Right. “Want to join me?”
    “Sounds great.” She smiled and they left the classroom.
    Jenna wasn't one to amble, and she was glad that Catie walked at a decent clip, too.
    “What's your major?” Catie asked.
    “Computer science.” For a moment, she didn't say anything. Oh, she should return the question. “What about you?”
    Catie laughed again. “You're not so good at this making new friends thing, are you?”
    Jenna blushed. “Not really, no.”
    “Lucky for you, I'm great at it.”
    “You're pretty confident.”
    “Yep. So, where are you from?”
    “California. L.A.”
    “Why are you here, then? Couldn't you just go to Cal Tech or something?” They made their way through the food court line and Jenna was glad to see that Catie grabbed a slice of pizza. That meant she didn't need to feel self-conscious when she wanted a burger.
    “My mom is here. She grew up in Boston. My parents got divorced almost as soon as I graduated high school, and she moved back east, so I followed her. She's annoyed that I didn't go to Harvard.”
    “Could you have gotten into Harvard? Or afforded it? I sure as hell couldn't. I mean, I'm no idiot, but I didn't have the grades to get into Ivy League. Spent a few too many weekends partying with my brother and my friends.”
    “You have a brother?” It must have been nice to have siblings.
    “A twin. Plus four older sisters. My brother doesn't go to school here. He's at Minnesota State. Plays hockey.”
    “What's that like, being a twin?”
    “Weird and awesome. We have this freaky sixth sense about each other.”
    “Is he as hot as you are?”
    Catie guffawed. As she pulled out her wallet, she said, “You're pretty blunt. I like that. And thanks for saying I'm hot. It's always a good ego boost. But no, though Liam is a good-looking guy, he doesn't stand out in a crowd.” She flipped to a photo of a brown-haired guy who, as she said, was attractive, but looked nothing like his sister except for his eyes. They were stunning, a beautiful chocolate brown, with lashes the color of his hair that most women would kill to have.
    Jenna smiled automatically. “He's cute. Sorry. I wasn't hitting on you. I don't like girls. I mean, not like that. Not that there's anything wrong with being gay. My best friend from high school is gay.”
    “Oh yeah? She hot, too?” Catie asked with a smirk.
    “He. His name is Chris. And, yes, he's drop-dead gorgeous. He's at