My Mallory

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THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO 'nerdywhiz99, FOR BEING A GREAT SUPPORTER SO FAR. ❤️ u boo.
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I entered the library looking for a struggling looking student.

So I started walking around and asking people if they were here for tutoring. And all five said no.

I was about to leave the media center, when I bumped into a sturdy chest. He didn't even say excuse me. He just walked away and I didn't get a chance to see if I recognized him or not.

"Hey, brute, learn how to say excuse me or sorry", I yelled at him in frustration.

I was already tired and mad, so I didn't need a jackass to make me feel worse.

"Good afternoon Mallory", the stranger said dismissing me, with his back still turned to me.

Only one person called me 'Mallory' once, and that's Zeke.
" Turn the hell around Zeke, I know that you know that, that I know, that you know who you bumped into." I know saying all this is kinda exaggerating but I felt like saying it.

"Oh hey Mallory" he said while slamming his book on a desk.

"That is not my name"
"I don't care"
"Well, you should"
"And why?"
"Would you like me to call you a craven?"
" I could care less about what people think of me"
"You are being irrelevant"
"Oh really, how?"
" I don't know, that's what comes to my mind every time I lay my eyes on you, "
"Oh really?", he smirked.
We were whisper yelling at each other daring one another to look away first.
"Yes really", I said knowing that I just boosted his oversized ego by looking away first.

" Aren't you the one that's suppose to be helping me in French, Faith?" He asked. Making me turn around.

He knew my name all along, jackass.

" So you're the one failing French?", I asked with a cocked eyebrow.
"What's that suppose to mean?"'
he asked
"Nothing, I'm just asking ", I replied while seating down .

"Do you have your French Textbook with you?, I asked while taking mines out.
"Nope, but let me go get one, and who the fuck carries that big ass textbook with them?", he asked while walking away.

In the mean time, I took out two pieces of gum and shoved them in my mouth, put on some lip balm, Carmex,  and for the final touch I put my messy hair in a ponytail. It's 2:33 in the afternoon and I look like a hot mess. And the final bell rings at 2:10. So I needed to freshen up a little bit.

But little did she know that Zeke was trying to look less messy too in the men's bathroom.

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