A project instead of an exam for midterms?! Was this professor crazy? Did they want everyone to fail? That was what was going to happen by giving not only projects, but group projects. Now Candace was going to have to do twice the work of studying for a normal exam.Â
She was already groaning internally, not even paying attention to who her partner was as their names were called. Candace could already see it playing out in her head: she’d get their email from the class website, never get an email back, and then wind up doing the entire project by herself. It had happened a million times in high school. She was okay with it, then, because she could protect her secret of very much being a nerd.Â
So, imagine her surprise when her partner stopped her in the hallway.
And her partner wasn’t just any partner. She was a princess. Of course, Candace had heard about this through the grapevine and then done a little snooping, but nope, Isabel Flores was a princess.
Which, on one hand, was awesome. (Hello? A real life princess? Every girl’s dream. Even if she was most likely royally straight and probably had to continue the family line or whatever.) On the other hand: her partner was a princess. She was probably here to give Candace some royal decree that Candace would be doing all the work and if she tattled on her, Isabel would have her arrested or…something along those lines.Â
Candace tried her best to turn her grimace into a smile. “I know,” she said, both to the professor assigning them together (though, she hadn’t known that) and to knowing who Isa was, because, uh, duh.Â
Shouldn’t she be calling her…your majesty or something?Â
“I’m Candace, but I–guess you already know that.” She shook the princess’ hand and then shifted her bag on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, I already have a million ideas, so I’ve got us covered.”Â
Wow, a partner who was offering ideas?! Who already had ideas?! This was heading to a great start already. Isabel figured that she would probably just end up taking a great majority of the project by herself, but maybe that wouldn’t the case this time around.
Although, to be honest, half of the time she didn’t mind doing most of the work because at least she will know that the work would get done if she did it.Â
But, Isa was trying to keep a positive light about this all.Â
She was trying to have a positive light about the rest of this uni year since she already had a god awful roommate.Â
“I would love to hear some of your ideas! I have some too.” It was automatic for her brain to immediately storm up some options, it was simply how the brunette’s brain worked. “I normally end up with partners that never really know what they are doing and then I just offer to do it all because at least I know that way it gets done, but this is a great change.”Â
Isa complimented, smiling. Truth be told, she has never seen Candace before in town, so she assumed that she must be new to Swynlake. Once you lived here for a couple of years, one got to know most if not all the faces in town and when a new one popped around it was very easy to spot.Â
“I don’t know if you have a class right now or if you’re super busy at the moment, but if you aren’t maybe we can grab a smoothie at Chippamunka’s to bounce off thoughts and ideas?”Â