Two weeks into the school year, and Klaire was doing fine, though she missed her mother and brother. She'd called home a few times and written a couple of emails, but 'Tri hadn't wanted to talk to her, nor had he written back. Rachel was busy a lot of the time, juggling her jobs while keeping up on the bills. She'd forgotten a few, and Klaire had started emailing her reminders, if only to try and help her mother.

Klaire's roommate was a freshman, like herself. Her name was Jessica Lee Moore. Klaire couldn't remember what it was off the top of her head that she was majoring in – if she had even decided on anything.

Jessica was nice. She was a pretty blonde, but whip smart – the polar opposite of the stereotype. She and Klaire were almost friends. They'd taken to hanging out together, since they saw a lot of each other around campus, and seemed to get along well. The two of them added others to their group until a month into the year, when they had eight or nine friends in a close-knit circle.

Klaire and Angela, one of Klaire's new friends, were in Art History together – a class they both had decided to take just for the hell of it. For Klaire, unless she decided to work at a museum, it had no practical purpose. Angela just liked art.

Most of the time, however, instead of listening to the professor, the women spent the time gawking at a (in Angela's words) "god-awful gorgeous guy". With some investigation, the managed to learn his name: Sam Winchester. Angela and Klaire would pass notes, speculating about him.

Angela shared a rumor she'd heard: Sam Winchester's father had supposedly disowned him. His mother had died when he was a child, and he had been raised by a rich father that had no time for his kids.

Klaire didn't believe a word of it. She'd learned to never believe rumors, as they were seldom true. But she agreed that seemed as if he'd been through a lot. She imagined that something had to have happened to him. She just didn't know what.

A few months into the school year, Angela and Klaire decided it was time to befriend Sam Winchester. Besides the fact that he was gorgeous, Klaire wanted to know what had happened to him in his past. She was insatiably curious.

"Hi," she said, cornering him one day after class.

"Hi," he returned as he gathered his books. He seemed wary at first, but Angela's good-natured chatter and Klaire's smile eventually won him over.

By the end of the week, they were practically best friends. Klaire introduced Sam to Jessica.

And that, Jessica would later say, was when she fell in love with him.