So the All-American New England Super WASP decided he liked a frumgirl from a different program.
He then convinced a fellow frum classmate to ask her out on his behalf.
I guess the asker was being a sport. I would have told the WASP a flat no.
The frumgirl-crush was more than a little freaked out and unsure how to convey the idea that the WASP was not on the radar with sufficient comprehensible certitude.
Then, since she is a typical Flatbush girl, she started taking advantage of him.
He takes notes for her, he copies things for her, and he’s ecstatic to do so.