Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Soon enough, Fiona became the talk of the campus. Everyone jumped on the bandwagon to vote for her on the college forum, crowning her as the "Belle of Center College."

The news spread like wildfire, and it seemed like Fiona was the only one not in on the secret, while everyone else was buzzing with excitement.

People flocked around Fiona, eager to get her contact info because, let's be honest, she was a real stunner. But Fiona? She was blissfully unaware of all the fuss. She ducked out midway through the orientation. Why hang around for something she found mind-numbingly boring?

As Fiona made her exit, most of her entourage followed suit.

Amy hurried to catch up with her, falling in step beside her. "Hey, I'm doing a dance at the end of the ceremony. Wanna come watch?" she asked with enthusiasm.

Fiona pulled out an earbud, curiosity piqued. "A dance?" she echoed, tilting her head.

She hadn't pegged Amy for a dancer. As they strolled back to the dorms, Fiona gave Amy a once-over, noticing how her build was perfect for dancing.

"Sure thing!" Fiona grinned, genuinely curious to see Amy's moves.

Amy had this timeless beauty about her, like a classic heroine from a vintage novel. Her personality was a delightful mix of gentle grace and vibrant energy, making her even more appealing.

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