A/N:
Sorry, it's not long, I'm really trying hard to make this story believable, like this could have happened. Anyways, hope toi like it!
R/R!
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"Do toi have an extra pencil?" toi ask him.
He stares at toi blankly. So, toi ask him again.
"Do toi have a-"
"No."
toi scrunch your eyes brows in confusion, and turn your head to the professor at the front of the room. That was your first encounter with Gregory House. He didn't seem all that interesting, toi thought.
A few months had gone by, and toi had not spoken to him since. Until the mid term. toi think long and hard at the answer right infront of your eyes, debating what it could be, in that brain of yours. Come on think Lisa, think. toi say to yourself, in your head. As you're thinking, toi can't help but see blue eyes from beside you, looking at your test, from the corner of your eye. Is he cheating off me? You're hoping that maybe he's just staring at the low cut haut, retour au début toi happened to wear today, ou maybe the cleavage that it shows, that would make plus since if he was looking there. But, he wasn't. He was looking at your test, moving his pencil back and forth, copying your every answer. toi have a thought, and a smug smile appears on your face. The answer that has not been figured out, toi finally answer. Putting the farthest thing from the right answer. And, as toi thought right, he quickly marks down the answer toi just filled in.

TBC.