That Boy; L.H.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

The crisp, cold air filled the halls of this dead-end school. So cheap they can't even get a heating system, I thought to myself.

 I wasn't really the type of girl to speak my mind, join a group of friends, and be suddenly popular. I am a quiet girl, the type to go to school, not talk to anyone the whole day except the one friend I have, Monica. She too, was quiet like me, but in a way, outgoing, she loved to be involved in class and in activities after school, unlike me.

I walked to my locker, quietly throwing my stuff down towards my feet.                                                                                        

"Hey Lilly, did you finish the- what's wrong?" Monica jogged up to me slowing down as she got closer. I haven't even realized how bad I looked, I normally had my makeup "perfect" so people wouldn't stare and say to their friends, "the girl over there has too much"... or... "Too little makeup on". Stop being paranoid, I thought.

"Um..." I sniffed through each word.                                        

"Was it him again?" She knew what I was thing almost immediately, I nodded. She put an arm around me and grabbed my stuff, pushing us toward the stairwell. We walked and walked, ignoring the bells. Every time one of us needed space away from the huge crowds of judgmental teenagers that I am forced to call my fellow classmates, we went to a secret spot in the library that not many people knew about or bothered to go to.

"So tell me what happened this time" Monica pushed me down into the cramped area and forced me to tell her before we could leave.         

   "Well" 

I sobbed through the words, pained by everything.

"He hit me and yelled at me... the worst thing is I don't even know what I did." I let out huge sob not being able to hold it in any longer.

"WHAT!? How could he!? Again?!" I nodded looking down into my lap trying to forget." You need to find someone else please just try" She tried to comfort me but I knew that if she ever saw him she would flip out on him.

"But- but Michael is sometimes——-"                                                                                                                                                    

"NO Lily leave him or ill leave him for you" I sighed not being able to leave him so quick. "Here" She put her hand out for me to grab, pulling me up and dragging me towards a book shelf. "There is someone I think you would be perfect for I met him in the book club and-"

"No" I yelled trying to pull away but her grip tightened and she pulled me closer to the fiction shelf. Before I knew It I saw a boy sitting with him legs crossed on the small dirty couch with a large book in his lap. His thin rimmed glasses slipped down from his nose and he looked up to fix them.

"Um... oh... Hi..." The boy scrambled up from his spot nervously, noticing that we were staring at him. As he straightened himself I realized he was tall, like really tall, he was also nerdy though. He stuck his hand out for me to shake but soon realized I wasn't going to grab it so slowly lowered it back to his side.

"So Luke this is Lily, Lilly, Luke." Monica motioned her hands to each of us grinning like a fool while all of us sat on the couch. Luke smiled politely at me and I smiled back. I suddenly felt quite comfortable with him, the reason I don't know.

Monica whispered something in his ear, him nodding along as she spoke, she handed him a slip of paper trying not to have me notice but I obviously did, giving a questioning look.

"Oh it's nothing..." They both said in unison but I was still suspicious. Monica got up from the spot she sat and said goodbye to each of us, leaving me... alone... with a boy I just met.

"Sooo how have you been." He realized he said something wrong. "Oh shit I'm sorry I've been good UGH what is wrong with me." I laughed politely at his burst of vulgarity.

We sat a while one or two class bells rung before we both stood up, ready to part ways.

"Well I should be getting to class..." I said giggling at our conversation. We were previously discussing which pop tart we like better, then after he said strawberry, I had to know why. "They are gooier" he reacted.

"Yeah I too, so um I guess- hope to see you tomorrow." After the time we spent together I notice he stammered on his words quite a lot. He scratched the back of his neck and I hugged him. Shocked at first, but he quickly hugged back. I pulled away said a quick good bye and fast walked out of the library.

So stupid why did I hug him ugh now he's going to think I like him or something I mentally slapped myself knowing that it was stupid. But oh god I did not regret it, he smelt amazing, like cinnamon or something sweet.

I ran to class trying to make it before the final bell rang and I was officially late. I slowed down realizing I'm not really mentally there so why should I strain my brain even more by going to class. I pulled out my phone and sent a text to Monica hoping she got it before thinking I ditched her to go and hang out with Luke. Even though she probably would want that.

Hey Not really feeling school today I ditched

Not waiting for the reply, I slipped my phone back into my pocket and walked through the small exit door in the corner of the school no one goes in.