It turned out Charlie had been right about her love of books, and she led the way into most of them. I didn’t mind this, she did just go straight fo... the things she found interesting and scout through them quickly, picking up anything she wanted and deciding there and then to buy it or not. Not like any woman I’d ever shopped with before and I found myself falling for her more and more each moment. Her taste in books was just like mine too, and when we met up in the sci-fi section I bit my. He blushed. Ipurchased both of our tickets, against his mild objections. When wereached the concession stand, I ordered a single tub of popcorn for thetwo us. This was new, too. We walked into the auditorium, where I pointedat the last row in back, directly under the projectionist's window."Let's sit there," I said. Tim nodded his agreement.We settled in for the movie. i put the tub of popcorn on my leg so thatTim would have to reach over for his share. We sat next to each other forthe first. Amy could tell that from his expression that he was genuinely surprised. ‘Actually, parts of three different papers of mine are in this one. Yes, this is my work. All of it’s mine. I sure as hell didn’t think he’d pull this when I lent him my papers, though.’ Amy was relieved. She had wondered whether Paul had helped Alex cheat. She could tell by his reaction that he had not. He was genuinely upset. That afternoon Paul went back to his apartment and looked into the history files of the computer. My name’s Melissa, and I have a problem. I’ve known Ms. Jones for years, her daughter Vicki is my best friend. Ms. Jones lives alone, she’s single, and she kept the large house from the divorce. Vicki was about to go to Europe for grad school, and she invited me over for a sleepover, a throwback from our grade school days. When I was 19, Vicki invited me over for after she had a bad break-up. I left to use the restroom down the hall, and I was walking back to the living room, Ms. Jones cornered.