When she had a little bit of money to spare, she liked to donate it to charities that would help the rain forests and such, but she rarely had money for those things any more. What her scholarships didn’t cover, her paychecks had to make up for it. She didn’t want her dad to go bankrupt trying to help her, so she worked hard in school and at work to make sure that she could maintain her scholarships and make her own money to help with tuition and boarding.
She just realized that she was chatting with a woman who didn’t know her name while the dryad knew hers. Given, she wasn’t wearing a name tag like the blue-eyed beauty, but it still seemed a little rude that they were delving into personal topics like school and majors and things, but one didn’t know her name.
“I’m Jia, by the way.” She smiled. Her name was in fact, Jia Li, but over the course of her life, so many people had simply shortened it to Jia that she just introduced herself as that. Her father was probably the only person who called her Jia Li any more. People were just too lazy to state all three syllables when a two syllabic name could work.