it was officially their first morning at st. tridents. and it was as gorgeous as everyone said it was. they had had their own little sleep over last night. like traditional called for whenever they could. high school had made that a little easier. she sort of felt like she was in high school all over again. every one a little desperate to be liked and get with someone. but right now all that pressure is off. theyâre supposed to be heading for brunch but she pauses their exit for something very important. she sits bex down and sits across from her, placing the clipboard she had been writing on on the table in front of her. âokay, so hereâs the thing. i made rules. yes, rules. and weâre both following them. one should be easy, we have fun no matter what. two, no digging up the past. no matter what. three, we only entertain the idea of guys we like. four, we make more friends than we show interest in potential husbands. five, we tell each other everything. and six, if we both happen to like the same guy we drop him. fast. got it?â