Rebecca: So far college has been great. There's so much work involved in it, though. Term papers, especially, are the worst.

Rebecca: So far Emily's managed to get out of doing any work at all.
Emily: You look like a smart boy. I love smart boys.
Dormie: You do?
Emily: Oh, yes. Wanna write my term paper for me, since you're so smart?
Dormie: Okay!

Emily: I'll give you what you want if you'll give me what I want.
Professor: Deal.

Rebecca: Meanwhile the rest of us get good grades the hard way. I'm not complaining though- I prefer my way to Emily's.

Rebecca: After freshman year we decided we were sick of the dorms and got a house of our own. Zac applied for a Greek House charter, and it wasn't long before we were having rockin' toga parties. Things got a little out of hand sometimes.

Emily: Hey Alyssa, did Rebecca tell you what she and your brother did last night?
Rebecca: Emily!
Alyssa: You didn't!
Emily: They did!
Alyssa: That's so gross.
Rebecca: At least l'm not sleeping with my professor.
Emily: I haven't had to write a single term paper, have I?
Alyssa: Yeah, whatever. Do what you want with your professor. Just stay away from Zac.

Emily: I think that's his choice, not yours. I mean, it's not like you two are exclusive or anything.

Alyssa: Hey Zac, I've been thinking.. You're the only guy I'm dating right now. Maybe I should be the only girl you date?
Zac: You mean, you want us to only see each other? What fun is that?
Alyssa: Nevermind. It was just an idea.

Jacob: He's my best friend, Alyssa. I know him better than anyone. And he's just not the marrying type.
Alyssa: You don't know that. He just wants to play the field. Once he realizes I'm the only girl for him, he'll settle down.
Jacob: Whatever you say, Alyssa. I just don't want you to get hurt.

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