Closer~steve

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Daisy knew my name which I wished not to. The tattoo on her hand attracted me and fortunately, it's my surname 'bloom'. I enjoyed how her face turned into a daze when I told her my last name at the store.
I couldn't stop myself from grinning the moment David spelled my name. I know she'll be having a lot of thoughts in her head.

"Can you Take her to the library? She's not aware.". David pointed to me. "I have things to look after," I think she needs help to get into the library.

"Why not," I said to him seeing to Daisy. She doesn't have any choice and I love being closer to her.

We walked to the top floor of the building. She didn't make eye contact yet. Why all of a sudden she felt uncomfortable around me?
There are fewer students inside. Most of them are seniors. Some of them are with their groupie. I doubt if she wants me to stay with her. What's in her mind whole the time? I couldn't find it.

She seemed a little nervous when the senior fellows stared at her up and down. So I try to comfort her.

"I have to read a book. Mind if we go together?".

"Uh! Umm, Yes. Indeed."

I didn't plan to read anything. I want her beside me and to be with her when she needs help. I can't disregard her, her silence speaks a lot. She is not fashionable yet she continually makes me feel icy.

"Are you newbies?" a guy asked Daisy standing in front of us. I waited for her to reply to him. "Mind if we can be friends? " the other fellow interrupts. I put down the book on the table to make a quick reply to them so, they could move from her eye side.

" I already have two friends. You are late! " she replied to them.

I clear my throat. "You can leave now," I said.
Two of them left us alone. She looked at me with a smile on her face. I grinned back at her.

"What are you reading Steve? "

"Umm. Nothing"
  
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She kept quiet focusing on her notes. Am holding a history book, but I haven't even read a sentence yet. She looked at my book and me again like she had something more to ask.

"You can ask anything," I said.

"uh! okay. I have a few questions" she replied.

"Go ahead"
I closed the book and faced her.

"You remember? the day at the station. Have you written my name on your shirt? "
she looked at me when I started laughing.
"Really? Cause it was incorrect." l stopped me when she spelled the word 'incorrect'.

"Incorrect? Umm. I didn't see and I don't know. Someone else has written."

"Who was that ? " she asked me like it bothered her.

I have to make things clear.
"Ahhh!! Alright then, a little girl had written with her sketch cause I didn't have anything to write on". I ceased.

"Hmmmm. Well, then I was surprised how could you write my name incorrectly." she nodded.

"Anything else?" I asked.

"Nope."

It's already been one and a half hours since she's writing her notes and I am seated next, just to be with her in her presence. I feel bored cause she is busy and am simply wondering what to do.
My eyes fell on her headphones. Maybe this could help me. So that I couldn't disturb her from starting a conversation.

" Can I borrow your headphones?" I asked.

"Yep! Sure."




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