Ordinary

Day 1: The Secret Library

Me and mystery guy here, walk down the silent halls, me a step behind as he leads the way. I'm trying to pay attention to where we're going, but it's a labyrinth. I swear we went around the whole school, until he found the door he was looking for. The door is labeled, Do Not Enter, no students permitted. I bite my lip, he notices. "Don't worry, nobody comes down here, it's safe." He says. "Are you sure? I can just clean myself up in a restroom." I say unsure of his word. Before I can turn around, he takes my wrist and turns the doorknob, pulling me in. My yelp is muffled by his hand over my mouth. I whip around, "What the hell do you think you're doing!" I demand, in the dimly lit room with small windows at the top. I stay frozen on my spot, stareing open mouthed at him. Oh God, I think, no this isn't happening, he is not taking off his clothes in front of me! I get infuriated, and in the heat I push against his chest, he stumbles back hitting something metallic. "Ouch." He complains, "What was that for?" I glower at him, I can feel steam coming off me, "I don't know who the hell you are, thinking that because you're so goddamn fine, that any girl would be willing for you to be all over them! I'm not ok with that, I didn't come here so you could seduce me!" I exclaim "So you can keep all your clothes on, and leave me ALONE!" After I'm done he doesn't say anything, it's quiet, too quiet, how loud and frightening was I? I can barely see him in the shadows, then he mumbles something, "What did you say?" I ask. He burst out laughing, all I see are the pearl whites of his teeth. When he calms himself, still chuckling, he finally speaks after its been minutes. "Is that what you thought I was doing?" He steps into the light, reveling a fitted t-shirt on a lean muscular frame, with the hoodie he was wearing outstretched towards me. "Oh", I blush intensely, and avert my eyes. "No offense, but you're not that pretty." He says to me, and I can feel the hurt registered on my face. "I was going to lend you my hoodie while your clothes wash." He says banging on the metallic box behind him. "Its an old washer they only use it to wash rags. But your shirt Is going to have to air dry. I'll turn this way, So you can take it off." He says. I'm so embarrassed, all I do is nod, but he can't see me. I quickly take off my shirt, then pull on his hoodie over my tank top, and set my shirt on wash. As I approach him, he senses it and turns, only inches away from my face. "Um, well thanks for the help. I should be getting to class now, Maybe I'll see you around." I walk away towards the door, then he takes my elbow and spins me around. "Not that way, the janitors will be doing their rounds." He says. "Oh, then where else? Are we going to crawl through those small ass windows, or am I just going to sit here and wait?" I ask. He just smirks at me, "You have a dirty mouth." He says as he guides me through the darkness. I hear something click, then a creaking door, the light is blinding so I close my eyes as I step through. When I open them I'm in a circular room, surrounded by books, with tall windows above the shelf's giving life to the room, and stairs going up to even more shelves. In the center of the room there's two side by side brown arm chairs, two red beanbags besides them, and a small coffee table in the middle, there's even a love seat above on the third floor. I stare in awe, I'm so dumbstruck it takes me a while to compose myself. Once I do I notice he's been stareing, he looks amused, I start feeling defensive and insecure. "What?" I demand. "From the moment I saw you I knew you must be a book worm, then when you saw this your love for books was evident, how excited you are. It's beautiful how happy they make you feel, I'm not sure if anything can do the same." He concedes. Did he just call me beautiful? "It's amazing, I've never seen anything alike. But why is it hidden?" I ask. "I don't know, but since I came here I found it, and it's my little sanctuary, untouched and unseen by commoners." He says."Well looks like you'll be having company, cause I'm in love with it." I state. "Glad to hear it, for I wasn't planning on making you leave. Better get comfortable, and get used to this." He says. "No problem, I'm at already home, things can't get better than this." I smile. I walk around, touching the spines of each books, there's so many, every shelf allighined with dozens of books. I get a few interesting titles, and plop on the floor, next to where he's seated on his chair. We spend a good hour reading, it was the best, at times I could sense his eyes on me, as though he were watching me read, but I didn't say anything. Then he took out his phone, and checked the time. "Well you should probably be getting to class, you already missed first period, and half of second." He says in a tiresome voice. "I don't want to leave." I say. "Don't pout, people are probably wondering where you are." He says. "I am not pouting." I say angrily. "Even cuter when you're mad, but it's not working on me." He smirks proudly. "Can I at least take a book?" I ask. "Fine, but only one, and you have to return it." He says. I choose one that caught my eye earlier, and we head out the way we came in. We walk silently through the halls, but this time I'm leading. He sees me struggling to find my class, and I can hear him chuckling, though he's trying not to. Then when I find the class there's a sign saying they're in the library. Just great, all this way wasting time, only to be more lost then ever, I think. I let out an exasperated sigh, then he takes the lead, and we find ourselves at the school library that's no secret. At the door I turn towards him," I guess this is where we part ways." I say. "Sebastian." He simply says. "What?" I ask. "My name's Sebastian, and if you ever need anything I'm a text away." He says holding out my phone. "What? When did you get your hands on my phone?" I demand. "While you were distracted reading, don't worry I added me to all your social media contacts." He says in the most arrogant way possible. "Have a good first day, I'll be keeping an eye out at lunch, make sure you don't eat on the stairs. It's an honor for you to have such an adoring personal tour guide." He says most humbled. Sebastian opens the door for me, "Mr.Angeles, who do you bring to me today?" ask professor what's his name? "I young lady who had gotten lost and stumbled upon our treacherous tenth graders. What an inferno it must have been for her, can you imagine?" He says most drastically. "I see, have a seat miss, we'll get you acquainted for." Says the teacher. I smile shyly and walk to an empty chair across from Maia, Sebastian winks at me before departing. I sink into my chair, Maia's eyes ask me what happened? I only shrug and shake my head. Oh my gawd..