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"It's not about whether or not you look good in those speedos, James," she rolled her eyes; grinning."It's about whether or not you'll be committed into the sport and give it your all. However, coming from someone who suck at sports. It would be better if you'd not join any. Don't want any blood pouring down your nose now, can we?" Sophia was stunned about how calm she was beginning to be near Jamison as if whatever control he had over her, she learned to accept it. It was until she had reached for a book on the top shelf, and his hand caught hers to stop her. Besides the fact his fingers were intertwining with hers; she didn't flinched though when he touched her, it was as if an electric current had passed through them. "You're hands look better like this," he whispered with a smile that sent chills running down her back. At that, Sophia turned around to face him; to meet his eyes. Those eyes; dark brown, the color of hot chocolate have flecks of gold that make them appear to have an inner fire. "Jamison.." she said, but it wasn't even a whisper. Just the shape of her mouth. It was then had she realized she had been staring at him for too long, and looked away; flushing tomato red from embarrassment.