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rollies. Carl was always so easy going. A very chilled, young man.
    They all walk ed into the corridor that weaved through campus. They always liked walking through here, the odd chit chat to the passing people on the way through. They felt popular and special and to walk through and socialize was always part of the fun. They were really here for fun, study was the by product that they had to do.
    Chr istian saw the glance of a girl that he knew. He knew that look, but he also knows her. She wanted something and it shined in her eyes. Like a bee to honey he is over to her in a flash.
    “I ’ll be back in a moment,” he said to Carl and Ethan. They stood by the lockers in the corridor.
    “He’ s probably more busy than normal, the university party is coming up,” Carl said.
    “I like the theme, heaven, hell ,” Ethan replied.
    “Cool Theme .”
    “Indeed. ”
    Christian was talking to the girl. She was cute, sweet and bright. Probably too sweet for him, would be the initial assessment, or he is probably a little rough for her, that would be the surface at a glance. Though Christian knows opposites attracts. But for now she just wanted some drugs, some weed.
    “Hi , Christian.”
    “Hi , Amelia.”
    “Thanks for being so intuitive,” she paused, “just the same, can I have two please.”
    “Sure th at will be 10 each.”
    “Weed ?” she said, making sure they were reading between the lines correctly.
    “Of course, unless you’ ve become more heavy in the last few weeks.”
    Amelia laughed. In the most discreet way she handed Christian a 20 and he gave her two tinnies. They stared at one another for a moment. Christian looked at her beauty, the sweet face, her agile frame and the rich girl with something different. He said bye and headed back to Carl and Ethan.
    T hey started walking together towards their class. Today was Tuesday and every Tuesday they played cards, Texas Hold’em. They all loved it, especially Ethan who tried to use his psychic powers to win, read the game, read the thoughts of others. It’s a jovial game. 10 dollars each only, but the winner gets the win which for some reason meant a lot. They really get into it, Ethan turned to his friends in a slight twirl.
    “So Poker tonight?”
    “Yes, it will be at my place tonight. We’ll start around seven. Any predictions?” Carl asked.
    Ethan smiled, looks intensely for a moment in what looked like thin air, or can he see something in that  intense stare of his?
    “ Hmm I will win,” he said, “Christian comes second.” Carl laughed.
    “We will see future boy .”
    As they walk ed slowly up the hall towards their class Ethan had that physical feeling when it hits the body in the stomach, it was Natasha. Again her beauty strikes him like a weapon. She was looking different today. Her hair was tied up. She looked exquisite, not too different from a porcelain doll in her clear features but with life and vitality. She was standing upright like she knew how beautiful she was and the effect it can have on everyone around her. Today she had got Ethan by surprise, just by her change of appearance. She was usually more edgy but today she had formed a new look that was nearly intimidating. Ethan quickly focused and delved into his emotions, into his heart. He could sense her beauty but he didn’t have to whimper to it. He could allow the immediate impact of seeing her, her beautiful, her untouched look to resonate within him, but also remain at one with his deeper self. He could see her with all her shine, adore her from the past, listen to his emotions but remain free without ignoring a thing. In the past he used to walk past her and feel like he needed to cry afterwards.
    Natasha wa s with her two friends, they flow nicely together in that they form an attractive, girly combination. They cannot help but know how attractive they look, it radiates. The three of them make a formidable team.
    Why did life do this ? Ethan wondered. One path on the