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This Suggestion comes from Myself.
Pairing: Not really a pairing here.
Word(s): Sadie Hawkins Dance
"So have you asked anyone to the Sadie Hawkins dance?"
It was a question that had been bugging Isabella Garcia-Shapiro for weeks. With a sigh she flopped down on her bed. It was a good thing her roommate was at her assigned courses. Isabella needed someone to talk to but the one person she would talk to about anything and everything was in the middle of a huge exam. Heck she wasn't even in the state. She was so deep in thought that she jumped when her cell phone rang.
"Hello?" She answered
"Hey Izzy," came a sighing, tired voice.
"Hey! How'd the exam go?" Isabella inquired sitting up.
"Good, or at least I think so, Six of the other students had meltdowns," Replied the voice.
"Wow," Isabella whistled.
"Yeah, that's what I thought. I just hope I can keep my sanity until I get to come back to Danville for Summer Break, or Spring Break, either works, just something," the young woman on the other end stated.
"You're babbling," Isabella observed.
"Sorry, It's just nerves you know?"
"I don't have an exam until March first."
"Lucky you. One of my professors insists on springing exams on us every other month."
"Geez."
"I personally think he might be a Psycho."
Isabella started laughing at her friend's blunt statement. This caused the woman on the other end of the line to give a soft groan of annoyance.
"Isabella! It's not funny," The young woman replied.
"Only you would think your Anthropology Professor is a Pyscho."
"I'm the only student in his class also majoring in many fields of Forensic Science."
"You'll be fine. I mean you were always capable as a Fireside Girl."
"I guess you're right, crap my roommate is here. I'll talk to you later."
"Alright Skype later right?"
"Of course. I'll see if I can get Phineas and Ferb on the group chat later."
"Later Gretchen."
"Bye Chief."
Had you guessing right?