Ashley Ardespaar sat in the back of the crowded lecture hall. She wore a grey hoodie that was shapeless on her slim figure. The buzz of quiet conversations didn't quite drown out the voice of the professor, who was currently lecturing. Lecturing about what? Ashley at the moment did not know, or care, as her gaze kept being drawn to the woman beside her. She had beautiful hair, and sparkling eyes that seemed to capture the light of the fluorescent strips above as the moon reflects the sun. Her gaze then drifted to the girl's figure, her chest, her waist, hips, and legs. Ashley felt her face heat up, looking straight ahead. She wasn't supposed to be feeling this way about another woman. Perhaps everyone felt this way? Maybe it was just jealousy. She never did feel quite womanly in her own, slim body. There was no way she was attracted to the overwhelmingly gorgeous, sexy, beaut-. 'Stop! Bad Ashley!' She thought to herself, sending the train of thought screeching to a halt. She was straight, she had always been straight, she might never have had an interest in a man, but the right one would come along! Eventually... for certain! She was totally straight, had no interest in women, at all, no siree, not ever, not today, not yesterday, not tomorrow. She looked down at her open laptop, seeing a notification arrive in her emails. "Alright, class, I've assigned you all a partner for this assignment. This assignment will last for the rest of the semester, now I recommend you go find your partner. Their school ID picture is in the email.". She opened the email, and her heart skipped a beat. It was the very same woman, the very same beau- 'Bad Ashley! Again!' She thought, reaching down and pinching her own thigh. She turned to the woman next to her, looking into her beautiful eyes. She cleared her throat, feeling butterflies in her stomach. What was she so nervous about? Probably just about it being a group project. She stuck out her hand, ready to shake. 'is this a job interview?' she thought, humorously. "Hi, I'm Ashley"