A/N:
Sorry, it's not long, I'm really trying hard to make this story believable, like this could have happened. Anyways, hope wewe like it!
R/R!
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"Do wewe have an extra pencil?" wewe ask him.
He stares at wewe blankly. So, wewe ask him again.
"Do wewe have a-"
"No."
wewe 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, wewe thought.
A few months had gone by, and wewe had not spoken to him since. Until the mid term. wewe 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. wewe say to yourself, in your head. As you're thinking, wewe 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 juu wewe happened to wear today, au maybe the cleavage that it shows, that would make zaidi 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. wewe have a thought, and a smug smile appears on your face. The answer that has not been figured out, wewe finally answer. Putting the farthest thing from the right answer. And, as wewe thought right, he quickly marks down the answer wewe just filled in.

TBC.