It was late afternoon, and outside it was still raining; however the sight of a arc en ciel through the window made Lisa smile.

Lisa: I’ve gotta go guys. Otherwise I’ll be late for my last class.

Vanessa: Why are toi taking Endocrinology again? It’s not as if toi need to.

Lisa: I just…want to see if I could do better.

Lisa stood up from the sheltered benches, and picked up her small tote before walking to class. Smiling, she looked up into the rain clouds before she stopped under the shelter of the entrance to the building. Pinning her hair back, she then opened the door to the lecture room; Prof. Anderson had already begun, but he smiled at her as she climbed the stairs to the back of the class. She noticed Greg hidden near the back isolated; the class was half empty everyone was spread out thinly. toi could barely hear Prof. Anderson over the rain hitting the big pane windows on the side.

Greg was casually écriture notes down, not noticing that Lisa was sitting suivant to him. It was only when he noticed her biting the haut, retour au début of her pencil and that her foot was tapping the table, tableau leg slowly that he released his tight grip on his pen.

Lisa: Shouldn’t toi be writing?

Greg, moved in his siège slightly before getting back to écriture what the Professor was montrer on the slideshow. Lisa glanced at him from the corner of her eye before giggling slightly under her breath. When the Professor asked questions, her hand was always first up.

Prof. Anderson: That’s absolutely right Lisa…

It wasn’t just her seductive ways that intrigued Greg, it was how confident she was.

Greg: It’s impossible that toi know the answer to every question he’s asking. Do toi have a cheat sheet?

Lisa: I never cheat.

Greg: You’re not…having sex for grades are you?

Lisa was shocked par the assumption.

Lisa: A woman can be smart, and beautiful.

Greg: Right.

They both went back to writing, until the cloche, bell went. They where both last to leave, and decided to walk together down the hallway.

--

Winter of content.

Five months had gone by, and Lisa had begun to feel the distance between her friendship with Greg and her old group of friends. They obviously felt that she was something special to him, since no-one else got as close to him as Lisa did.

Lisa: People actually think we’re Friends now.

Greg: What do toi mean?

Lisa: You’re so over-protective of yourself, it’s kind of hard to know who toi are when around you.

Greg: Then don’t be.

They held their gaze longer than usual. Sitting on the roof-top of her dorm, they were surrounded par stars in the night sky.

Lisa: That’s the problem.

Greg looked at her confused.

Lisa: You’re under my skin.

Greg: I get under everyone’s skin.

Greg looked out onto the icy fields below.

Lisa: Not as deep as mine.

They both looked at each other, before Lisa left. It was the last time Greg would see her for a while.

--

It was now May.

It was getting hot, and the sunset’s we’re a bright and burnt orange. Greg was sitting in the lecture hall for Endocrinology, knowing that after Lisa didn’t montrer up for the past two months; she wasn’t going to be montrer up today. That was until he saw that silhouette he had been missing so much; her curly brown hair was now shoulder length and she was wearing short denim shorts with a white sleeveless blouse. Her re-appearance perplexed him, so much so that it was all he could think about for the whole lecture. Watching her, without caring about people wandering why. Her face looked so soft, her bright green eyes focused on the lecture as her hand lay gracefully on her desk. Her manicured fingers tapping the side gently, she had become a mystery to him.

The cloche, bell rang, and she stayed seated and so did he. Neither of them moved, even when outside it was getting darker par the second; and everyone had left.

Greg: Are toi staying here tonight, ou do toi jut find this chairs extremely comfortable.

<I>They both stood up, and Lisa turned to face him.

Greg: Why turn up today? Why have toi missed so many lectures?

Lisa didn’t know what to say, she was only auditing and her other classes had been neglected par her doing Endocrinology again; but if she was to tell him the truth, he would know the reason behind her auditing the class. It was something she didn’t want him to know, she had fallen head over heels for him but did not want a relationship when an amazing career was already planned for her future.

Lisa: No reason.

She began to walk towards the double doors, Greg close behind when she turned and they bumped into each other.

Lisa: Oh! I was just wandering, if toi didn’t mind walking me back to my dorm. It’s really dark outside.

Greg looked deep into her eyes before answering with a simple nod.

--

As they approached Lisa’s dorm room, Lisa stood at the door with her hand on the door handle. For a brief moment, they stood their in silence both not knowing what to do.

Lisa: Thank you.

Greg: No problem.

Lisa: Goodnight.

Lisa slid in to her dorm room, before she fell against the back of the door and caught her breath. Closing her eyes she took another breath before opening the door again, to her surprise Greg was standing their, arm leant on the door.

Grabbing her he picked her up and closed the door behind him. Spinning her around, whilst they shared a passionate kiss, he cleared the things from her bureau and sat her on top. They made out on haut, retour au début of the bureau as the moonlight from the window lit the room up.