Ignore her and meditate

You don't know what's up with that girl. But you do know that you're here in school to learn all your subjects, including yoga. You practice techniques you've been taught before. Imagining a ball rolling up your legs. Imagining empty clouds. Until, finally, your mind totally clears. With that comes a kind of mental clarity that you were never expecting. Everything that you are doing here comes into deeper focus, and you feel over all more capable, in both mind and body.

After the end of yoga class, you practically run into the sandy blonde-haired girl, outside.

"Oh, sorry," she says, blushing. Then looks you up and down. "You know, you were really great, in there."

"I guess so," you crack a smile. "I'm more surprised than you are, to be honest. I'm Ryan, by the way."

"Ryan," she nods. "Okay. Uh. Alice."

Alice? Where have you heard that name bef-

"Alice Davis," she says.

Davis. Like Brandon Davis. Oh god. Oh no.

"Oh. Uh," no sense hiding it. "I think I might be your brother's roommate."

"Wait?" She looks you up and down. "Ryan Brown. You're Ryan Brown?"

"So my reputation precedes me. What did he say?"