Foreigners of Love

4

Yara's POV
So I went to hang out with Kenlai and she's not a totally psycho. Maybe a little weird, but totally no where near a psycho killing type. We became friends fairly quickly and we plan to hang out more often.

Kenlai was telling me about her little crush on this guy named Christian so I decided to do some investigating. Christian is actually Sila's suitemate. Luckily, your girl is in the mood of being a love doctor so I am definitely going to ask Silas about introducing those  two to each other.

But you know how after hanging out with a person you can already tell what kind of relationship you're going to have? Well Silas and I are definitely cool, but homie it HOT. Did I mention that his French accent comes out whenever he gets mad or frustrated. We've been meeting each other a lot lately so I've been hearing it a couple times this week. No lie, he has a girls hopes up about maybe going on a date? But at the same time I have realized that he's been giving this other girl some extra attention as well so I don't know. I don't want to get my hopes for nothing.

The other girl, Naomi, is beautiful. I don't know if I'm the only one that sees it but her skin radiates and her smile is just wow. Trust me I'm not being extra, but I'm 200% sure that near the definition of beautiful her picture is right there. I honestly can't help being transfixed. To be honest she makes me feel weird. Like alarm bells go off in my head whenever she's near. Mind you I have never had a conversation with her. But since were in some classes together, I steal some glances. She giggles, I can't help but smile. She has a full blown fit of laughter my heart starts doing weird things. She randomly asked me to borrow a pencil once and I swear to you that the hand holding the pencil started to shake like crazy.

Gave her the pencil, she averted her gaze away from me, continued to pay attention to the board and I stopped shaking. There's some freaky stuff happening here. That being said, I've decided to try to ignore these feelings and bury them within me because no body has time being stressed. Physics got me stressed. Being on a job hunt got me stressed. The application requirement for being an RA got me stressed. But this, I can not let be a stress factor.

So I'm burying it.

Definitely burying it.

I mean I'm definitely not wondering what products she uses to have such clear skin.

I mean I definitely don't like her smile. So white, clean, and straight.

I mean why should I?

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Naomi POV

Is there ever going to be a day when I'm not going to mess up my outfit?

Monday, I spilled coffee on myself

Tuesday, my soda bottle exploded on me

Wednesday, some kid slipped and his spaghetti ruined my blouse

Thursday, my sociology professor puked on my shoes.

Yes you heard right. Don't ask.

Just don't.

Now it's Friday. Currently it's 8:15, and my first class of the day starts at 9. The day starts with feminism, well more specifically discussing our thoughts on the Vagina Monologue and what were some things we picked up on. Honestly, I didn't mind if my first class prolonged; Professor Hartwick, was a pretty chill. I love that she wasn't afraid to bring up topics that people dodged.

Next was molecular biology, one of the most boring classes ever. Last time a group of students got kicked out for laughing too loud. It's the most entertaining thing that has happened so far during one of my classes this semester.

Nothing has spilled on me yet today, but I still have to go to the cafeteria to get lunch so there's still the possibility of getting myself dirty. I guess I just have been having some bad luck. Like come on, can't a girl just read her copy of the Vagina Monologue in peace?

I swear the world today.

Now back to classes......

"Naomi tell me, what can you tell me about topoisomerase"

"Topoisomerase is an enzyme that is needed when it comes to the replication process of DNA"

Not today bitch. I'm always prepared.

"Hmmm. Very good, did you hear that class? More specifically topoisomerase...."

And with that said I continued to try to focus more on Prof. Virgos lecture rather than that huge hickey that is so noticeable on the side of her neck.

Welp, atleast somebody is getting some.

It's dry down there for me. Welp, it has been until some girl unexpectedly started to have the power to make a chill go down my spine whenever we lock eyes. She pops up in my dream once or twice too.

Okay maybe more than that.

I swear, 4 tops.

No................ 5?

Nope definitely 6.

Yep, let's move on.

Home girl is pretty tho, and her lips don't look so bad either.