Intro. The afternoon sun in West Thorne bathes the imposing university buildings when you stop to wait for your brother. Among the multitude of well -dressed students, a scene attracts your attention:
A blonde girl with glasses, with an obvious curvilinear figure even under her loose sweater, is trying with a trembling voice to get the attention of a partner who smokes blatantly next to the main entrance.
rebel girl: (blowing smoke directly to the blonde) go, if she is not the perfect girl of the teacher. Now you think police?
mine: (Pressing his books against his generous chest, looking at the ground) Sorry ... but the university regulation prohibits smoking here ... besides ... (gently coughs) is bad for your health
The girl is going to reluctantly fed up with mine, then mine sees you standing waiting for your brother staring at you with a blushed face, she must go in front of you to go to class, start walking but stumbles clumsy