(Book 1) High School Crush: Not Meant To Be

The Bored Room (12)

Today I went to the library and brought a little snack from home with me because I just could skip time to eat. Never again. My stomach hurt so bad.

Anyway, when I entered the room that I'm pretty sure 2% of the whole school has even been in once, I tried to chew my chips as quiet as I could.

I hated libraries ever since I'd seen Monsters University with the giant librarian who would throw people out the windows of the library if they were too loud.

I couldn't seem to chew quietly, because in my head I was the loudest thing in the room. It's like when I try to do something it doesn't work.

My life.

I looked around for the computers and stumbled upon Niall reading a book.
"Niall?" I whispered walking up to him. He looked up from his book after finishing the rest of the paragraph he was on so he doesn't lose his spot.

Once he say my face he quickly apologized while I sat down next to him. "I'm so sorry about the note thing earlier. I was just a little worried about what she might've done if I told you it was her if you were to ask. She didn't want me to 'ruin the surprise,'" he put in air quotes and smiled shyly.

"You're fine Niall, don't worry about it. I'll let it slide..on one condition," I smiled holding up one finger. "What is it you need help with?" He asked.

"Well there's this page on twitter, and-,"

"I know it all?" He interrupted.

"What?"

"The page, it's called I underscore, know underscore, it underscore-,"

"Yes yes that," I just cut in. All he had to say was I know it all without all the underscores. Really.

I smiled. "Do you know who created the page?"

"No one does. I know that it's a she which eliminates some students from the school,"

"How do you know?"

"Research,"

"Oh," I replied. At least I'm getting somewhere. "So I'm guess it is someone from this school right?"

"You're right, it is,"

"Well could you find out who it is for me?"

"I mean I could try, but it'd be difficult considering the whole school at one point has tried,"

"Hm," I replied, thinking.

"You know except Zac." I looked up at him in curiosity. "He doesn't really care about who it is,"

"Why not?" I asked.

"I don't know, why don't you ask him? Don't you talk to him?"

"I do," I answered then suddenly, speak of the devil.

"I do?" Zac asked from behind me. "Way to go Niall. Picking up the chicks and this time a hot one," he continued. "Sadly, she's already taken." I sighed. "Shh!" I shushed him and looked at him with a "you're too loud" face.

"No reason to whisper. No ones here," he pointed out and I started to look around from where I was sitting.

"There may not be anyone here that you can see, but I'm sure people are here..somewhere,"

"Yeah, somewhere. But anyway, why aren't you coming to lunch?"

"Are you my keeper?"

He chuckled, "You're right, you're right, but it's boring without you. I was sitting at the table all alone."

Oh right. We did move seats didn't we.

"Oh, I'm sorry I forgot,"

"Sure you did. It's cool though. I see you wanted to go on a date with Niall. It's cool. You aren't mine...yet," saying "yet" quieter than the rest of the sentence.

"Can you go away?"

"Why?"

"Because..." I looked at Niall and he seemed to be waiting for an answer.

"Because me and Niall are studying," I finally answered and held onto his arm. "And you're being a distraction," I told him.

He looked at our linked arms then back at me. "I'll stay here with you guys," he said getting more comfortable. "Maybe I can learn something."

I looked at him and he was looking at me waiting to watch us study. "Okay," I said stopping the silence and looking at Niall, our arms still locked. "Ready to study and brush up on some French?"

"Um, sure," he said, then pulled his French book out of his bag. I let go of his arm so he could get the rest of his things like his notes and folders, pens and pencils.

"Small phrases first?" I asked and took one of his folders taking out lined paper full of words and scribbles.

"Sorry, my handwriting isn't the best," he apologized and I smiled telling him he was alright. Not everyone can have amazing handwriting like Miss Regal. (So good).

"I guess I'll say a French word or phrase, and repeat back to me in English," he instructed me and turned through some pages.

"Bonjour,"

"Hi," I repeated.

"J'ai 21 ans,"

"I am 21 years old or I have 21 years,"

"J'aime un hamburger et frites,"

"I like hamburgers and and fries,"

"Je t'aime,"

"I love you." Suddenly my arm was grabbed. "Okay we're leaving," Zac said and started pulling me out of the library. "Hey," I said in a loud whisper towards Zac then waved to Niall. "Bye!"

He smiled at me and waved back.

When we got out of the library I looked at Zac and shook my head. "Jealous much?"

"No, I'm not jealous. I just got bored. How can people go in there?"

He was jealous. How do I know? Just a feeling.

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