The Spring Semester [On Hold Indefinitely]

The first week of class pretty much flew by. Mr. British, errr I mean Harry, kept taking the seat next to mine which I was completely ok with, of course. He was mostly silent but he did seem to enjoy asking Charlie a lot of questions. Again, I'm completely fine with this because I can hear his sexy voice close to my ear. I felt silly because I was developing a crush on him, just like a school girl. Of course, unlike a school girl, I'm not going to go home and write all about his beautiful green eyes in my diary. Nope. Instead I'll just think about them in my head all day.

"Our first project this semester involves group work. You will form groups of 3 and you will all have to present your findings during a 20-30 minute presentation. You will choose a culture different than that of those in your group and research it."

Oh crap. My favorite things all in one. Public speaking and teamwork. (NOT)

Everyone in the class started to look around them to find 2 other people that looked like it wouldn't be total misery to work with. Why do group projects still exist anyway? We should be be free to be antisocial dammit.

"Partners?" Mr. British asks turning his body towards me. I swear, I will try to stop calling him Mr. British soon.
"Sure." I really wanted to scream 'WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE?!' but that would be awkward.
I guess we both forgot we were supposed to be a threesome because we started brainstorming ideas immediately. Our conversation was interrupted by this gorgeous blonde. She looked like a freaking super model.
"Hi, I'm Lauren. Can I be in your group? I see there's only two of you." her voice just as flawless as her face.
"Yes, of course." I respond and suddenly I didn't want to be in this team anymore. I felf like the least attractive with Mr. British and Ms. Heidi Klum here.
"We were actually already brainstorming and I think we were leaning heavily on Papua New Guinea. Do you have any other suggestions?" Harry asks Lauren, tapping his foot rapidly.
"Uh, not really. I'll do whatever you guys want."

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After class, I grab my backpack and head out the door quickly. I was starving and this was my last class for the day. My roommate would likely have her boyfriend over and I didn't want to play third wheel so I decided to grab something on campus.

"Daniella," Harry is now walking next to me. "are you going home?" he asks looking down at me. Yeah, he was taller than me and I'm not even a short person!
"No, I'm actually grabbing a bite." I respond as we are walking down the stairs. Daniella, do not trip. I repeat, do not trip.
"With friends?" Mr. British was rather chatty with me today.
"No, alone. I'm just grabbing something at the Bagel Brothers in the next building."
"Can I join you?" he gives me the sweetest smile ever. He could ask me to join a cult and I'd say yes! Instead, I need to act like it's no biggie.
"Yeah, sure." I smile back but I was screaming in excitement inside.

I was planning on pigging out but now that Mr. British is here, I'll tone it down. I order a club bagel which is basically a club sandwich with a bagel as the bread and a latte. Harry orders similar but instead of coffee he orders tea. Of course he would.

Harry followed me to a table close to the windows, he looked like he was pretty happy being here. Who knew a British guy would love the Bagel Brothers so much? I instantly unwrap my bagel and take a huge bite. Harry laughs a little at the sight.

"Sorry, I am starving. My first class is super early and I can never grab breakfast." I had to clear it up, I don't want to come off as the food addict.
"It's fine. I always appreciate a girl that's not afraid to eat."
"Well, I'm most definitely not afraid of food." I joke and he smiles even bigger before taking a bite of his own bagel.

Once we finish eating, I take the time to fish the deets about him

"So, Harry, how long have you been in the states?"
"About 7 months. This is my second semester here." he responds leaning back on his chair. He seemed to be analysing me. Wait a minute here, I'M the psychology major not you, Mr. British!
"Do you like it?" I can't imagine someone liking The United States more than England.
"I do now." he continues to grace me with his dimpled smile. His bunny teeth are too cute.
"Oh really? That bagel must have been that good, huh?" I hope he gets my humor.
He lets out a soft laugh before replying, "Yeah, the bagel is drawing me in alright."

To put it short, lunch with Harry was incredible. He's such a nice person and he gets my humor perfectly. I learned so much about him. His favorite color is blue, he's growing his hair to donate for kids with cancer, his mom's name is Anne! By the end of this it seemed I knew his whole life story! Of course I wasn't complaining but who knew this guy could be so talkative. He usually seems very shy but thoughtful in class. Not during this time, though. He smiled, joked, and talked with his hands a lot. I like this side of him.

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