Junior year. Biology.
One day I walked into class and someone was sitting in my seat. Weird, I thought. I took a different seat, a few spots back. When the teacher called roll, he introduced the new student. Her name was Nelly Pavie. What are the odds that another Nellie/Nelly would be sitting in my exact spot? I had to make friends to this foreign exchange student--- Nelly from France. When talking about us, the two Nellies, people did not refer to her as the French Nelly....they called her Nelly from France.....I don't know what they called me. She taught me to count to ten in French...but that is as far as I got....I wish I would've have visited her....maybe someday. Nelly and I are still in contact through Facebook. It is harder to communicate because most of the English she learned, she has now forgotten. I always anticipate hearing from her on my birthday, "joyeux anniversaire" she will post on my page.
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