The Deep End

"I'm going all the way in!" You grin. Now you feel pumped up to do a flip off a diving board, unaware of Isabella's true feelings about the plan. "We could do a cannonball contest! I'm thinking either biggest splash or best form!" The roles have switched; you're the hyper one and she's the quiet one. But unfortunately, their conversation would be cut short because in comes the professor.

An hour later, after being reminded about the upcoming due date for the latest homework assignment, class had been dismissed. You don't hesitate to remind her about the pool hangout, in case she forgot. "I'll text you once I make it there! Or you could if you beat me first." A genuine small laugh escapes your mouth. You're excited to hang out with your math-mate.

Isabella smiles and nods. "We're gonna have lots of fun!" Her demeanor is somewhat different from earlier before class. You still don't sense it, but at the same time, it wouldn't hurt to ask how she's feeling, right?