In college I somehow ended up in a clique. There were 6 of use; 3 guys and 3 girls. There was this girl Em in the group, and she was kind of a bitch. Everyone acknowledged it at some point but the group got together because we all had some interconnected friendships prior to college and she was kind of close to one of the guys in the group from before and in the orientation group with one of the other girls.
She and I kind of had clash of personalities, so to speak. We would get into arguments and small fights sometimes, but mostly we managed to be civil to one another for everyone else's sake. The group was quite aware of this dynamic. Em and I wouldn't hang out just the two of us.
Anyway, the six of us managed to get into a project group for one of the classes we were taking together and we were over at Em's doing the work.
We were doing the work on Em's desktop and some of us had our laptops. I'm kinda the go-to-IT-person for people who know me and I have this pet peeve for computers that are slow, especially because of poor maintenance. So I offered to sort this out for Em. (We weren't the best of friends but we did try to get along.)