not my type

duality

(9:26am)

Wrong.

This was all so wrong - it had to be a fucking joke! Lisa couldn't believe her bad luck and how she could have confused her schedule and into the wrong classroom. What could she do now? It's not like she could just get up and leave; if she knew Jennie - and she did - she'd be a fool if she for one second thought she could get away without getting into any trouble. No, she had to sit still and listen to the lecture, waiting painfully for the class to go by and praying she could leave without being noticed.

That's it. Jennie hadn't seen her yet. By the time the class would be over, she could just get up from her seat and scramble in the middle of the sea of students and-

"Miss, can you read the next paragraph, please?" she was pointing directly at her and she gulped.

She was screwed.

When she realized she wasn't moving, talking or really doing anything, Lisa blinked and came back to her senses, staring at the book on her desk that her gal-pal had given them in the beginning of the class. When had she lost track of time?

She cleared her throat. "I'm sorry, miss Kim, what page?"

"Page 42"

"Right" Lisa was nervous... very nervous.

"Under 'Social Norms' miss..?" Jennie added quizzically.

"Lisa" she replied and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

Did she not recognize her?

"Right. Miss Lisa, read the paragraph, please"

She cleared her throat again. "An individual's behavior varies depending on the group(s) they are a part of, a characteristic of society that allows their norms to heavily impact society. Without social norms, human society would not function as it currently does; humans would have to be more abstract in their behavior, as there would not be a pre-tested 'normal' standardized lifestyle, and individuals would have to make many more choices for themselves. The institutionalization of norms is, however, inherent in human society perhaps as a direct result of the desire to be accepted by others, which leads humans to manipulate their own behavior in order to 'fit in' with others."

"Perfect. Now, in your own words, why does the author refer to acceptance by others as a human desire?"

"Because it is" Lisa noticed the slight jump on her left eyebrow just above her cute little mole, encouraging her to elaborate. "One could argue that we are always competing against each other trying to stand out; like an animalistic instinct to be seen as different, especial. But the truth is, we do this so we can feel admired, and admiration translates into acceptance. That's why we have so many idols. Nobody idolizes something or someone they can't stand. So by "fitting in" it doesn't necessarily mean being a walking copy of everyone else, just worthy enough to be noticed. And by that logic, we justify our behaviour because it's not the means what matters, but the goal itself."

Jennie looked her straight in the eyes with a look she couldn't figure out. It was the first time she had ever looked at her that way and it made her feel uneasy.

"Very well" she nodded. "Next. Sir, could you please read the 'Creativity' paragraph?"

And just like that, the spotlight was on somebody else and Lisa felt like she could breathe again.

Lisa didn't know why she had felt so intimidated by Jennie right then and there. Well, to be honest, she didn't even know her first name was Jennie until a few minutes ago. What was she hiding? You know, aside from the fact that she was teaching a Criminology class in her University and that she looked smoking hot dressed in that Chanel outfit. She sure was a classy woman, and a wealthy one at that - her apartment being the most obvious testimony of the fact since the moment they first met.