i remember everything, so who are you?

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Bella attends her classes with faultless punctuality, every time. She sits in the second or third row on an aisle in the middle section of seats, in the classes that take place in big auditorium lecture halls like the main section of Bio; she's willing to put herself closer to the professors in smaller classes like OS and of course her flute chair (third; she hasn't been quite ridiculously showoffy enough to climb beyond yet) is assigned. But right now, she is in Bio, learning tidbits about auxin and tropisms that the textbook didn't cover fully. She's running at about one and a half speed, just enough that she can trivially listen to and process the lecture against her memory of the text while also permitting some mind-wandering. She liiiiiikes her cognitive speedup power.

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"Oh, parents," says Bridget, enigmatically.

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"Oh?" Bella asks. "What about yours?" Pause. "Are they funny?"

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"Not particularly."

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"What are they like, then?"

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"Deceased. Previously, not funny."

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"I'm sorry," says Bella sympathetically.

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"Thank you. It's all right."

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The lab is at last completed and written up. Bella hands in her lab notebook and starts tidying everything up.

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Bridget helps! Bridget is helpful.

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She is!

"Thanks."

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"You're welcome! What are Biology Friends for?"

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"Approximately this," Bella concedes.

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"I see you're beginning to get the idea."

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"It is a compelling notion."

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"I thought so!"

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"Have you got friends for your other classes yet?"

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"Statistics yes, organic chemistry no."

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"Best of luck then. Who's Stats?"

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"A very cheerful computer science major."

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"I haven't declared a major yet," muses Bella. Their stuff is all cleaned up; she packs her bag and heads for the door.

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"Any thoughts on what it's going to be?" she asks, following.

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"I'm probably going to wind up with a double. Comp sci and bio perhaps, maybe a minor in a social science of some kind."

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"Comp sci and bio, that's an interesting combination."

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"Is it? Why?"

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"Well, they're just not two things you see together a lot."