It had been a week at my new school and I'm starting to like it. Me and clay rarely speak and i wish we did more. He has started to become quite popular, i see and hear a lot of the girls in my lessons talk about him. And I'm not surprised, he's a very handsome boy. He has a few friends, they seem like trouble makers, oh well, what do i know about Friends?
Me however I sit alone in the library reading and studying with my music on. I enjoy it though. I'd rather do that then attempt to talk to other people. They all look like they know each other and I know nobody and I don't want to interfere and ruin it.
It was a Thursday and I had finished my lessons. It was about 6pm I headed to the library to return a book I had borrowed.
On the way there I accidentally bumped into a older boy and dropped my books on the floor He looks really scary.
"Eww! Watch out freak" he shouted. As I scrambled to pick my book up.
"S-sorry" I stammered out
Shit shit shit
I could feel my body turn hot and my hands started to shake a little.
I quickly ran to the library handed the librarian my book and quickly headed back to my room, hands shaking and legs numb. I could feel tears building up in my eyes.
I hope clay doesn't see me like this. It would be so embarrassing
I ran into the door and sat on my bed. That's when the tears started to fall down my cheeks
I took three deep breaths and tried to calm down my breathing and be as quiet as I can because I cant imagine the embarrassment I would feel if clay saw me crying just because I got called a name. So childish.
It wasn't getting better. I was now sobbing. And curled up on my bed
"George?" I heard clay say from the bathroom
SHIT! He's here... oh no no no n-
"Are you okay?" He asked sitting next to me.
"Yeah, just, just leave it it's nothing..." I said back. I don't want to embarrass myself any more than I gave done today
"Well it's clearly nothing if your crying about it... please talk to me, we're roommates and we barely talk. You I can trust me. I promise" he said back toughing my shoulder softly. That felt nice. It made me feel like I can trust him. It also gave the the same feeling in my stomach as it did when he said my jumper was cute..
"Well okay, but don't laugh at me it's really stu-" I started
"I won't laugh I promise." He interrupted
"Well, I was going to the library because I needing to give, give a book back. u-Umm then I bumped into a older boy and h-he called me a freak. I don't even know why I'm crying, or shaking?" I babbled
His face alters and he sits up more. And I cried more.
"Hey, don't worry. It's okay . You had an anxiety attack that's all." He said, his voice was soft and calm. He really cared.
"Oh..." I said
"It's okay, just relax now, it's okay." He said kindly.
"Okay, thank you. C-clay"
"No problem Georgie, I'm going to take a shower now. You relax" he said.
Georgie... I liked that.
I laid down on bed and decided i wanted to go to try and sleep. But I couldn't. As hard as I tried I couldn't. I put music on, I rolled over many times but it wasn't working.
It was about 11pm and I heard clay walks up. And move, to the door?
Where the hell was he going at 11pm?!
I decided to follow him. But I wanted until he was out the door and the hall was clear.
I opened the door slowly and creeped down the hall to the stairs and I saw him head towards the library.
That's strange. He doesn't seen like the type of person to enjoy reading?
And I'm pretty sure the library is closed?
I continue to follow him into the library.
Why isn't it closed?
He headed towards the fictional books.
Oh so he reads story's? That's cool.
I wonder if I should say anything or just keep watching him. I go onto the bookshelf behind his And follow his steps until an empty space appears and we make eye contact
"Oh hi George" he was so calm
"Shouldn't you be asleep?" He asks moving away from the empty space and I follow him.
"Im not tired. And why are you here? Do you like reading?" I ask
"Yeah. I just wait until night. All my friends think it's weird to read. But I like it." He said
I walk to the other side of the shelf and sit next to him. He had a book.
I don't know what it was but it looked like a fantasy book.
Interesting
"Do you enjoy reading George?" He asked, opening the book.
"I do." I say
"Good. This is a good book. I like to think the things in it are true." He says quietly. Turning a few ages to the 2nd chapter.
"Oh, I do that." I smile
"I like to think I'm this character..." he points at a name.
Dream
"And then I imagine that character as... t-that character I guess?" He looked nervous
He pointed to another word
George
"That's my name!" I giggle
"I know. That's why I thought you were so interesting George. Because your name is in here." He smiles
"I know. I see you looking at me in class." I laugh nervously
He was acting strange. But it felt right for me to stay. I want it know more.
"Yeah. Because your pretty... pretty.. cool" he covers it up.
I felt heat rush to my cheeks and my stomach went funny again
I fell silent...
"Your blushing Georgie..." he whispered
"Oh.. what dose that mean?" I asked. I bet I sound stupid
"It means you like it... right?" He asked sitting towards me and tilts his head.
"I-I mean sure? I have never felt like that before?" I babble out.
Oh god I bet I sound stupid
"Look here George..." he started
He took his bag and took out a little box.
In that box were 3 can tabs...
OHHHHH ITS GETTING SOMEWHERE 🤪🤪🤪
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