Well, today is when we start helping people. I would skip going to the club and never show up again, but I can't just ditch her there. What if she needs help solving problems? What if she gets approached by some weird guy? What if she messes up and brings a bad reputation to the club? Wait, why do i even care about her? Arghh, I guess I have to go.. Not for her, but for my sake. It's under my name anyways.
I headed for the club as soon as school was over. I got my bag and reading book and headed over there. I reached for the knob and hesitated. Once I open this knob, there is no going back. Oh well, here it goes. I opened the door. I saw her sitting at the table. Across from her was another girl.
"Zenon. Boy, am I glad to see you!" she greeted me. "I don't know what to do or how I should help her. I don't know anything about romance," she whispered.
I looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"How would I know then? I mean, you look like the type of person who would've been through at least 5 relationships. Everybody hates me though," I whispered back.
"That's really sad. But, who cares about you right now. She needs our help," she said.
"What the hell do you mean by that? Anyways, I will do my best," I said.
We both went to sit in front of her. The "cilent" looked at me with a disgusted look.
"Ok, so what's your name?" I asked.
"My name is Zoey," she said.
"Ok, Zoey. How can we help you?" I asked her.
"Well, can we keep this confidential?" she asked.
"Well, sure. Anything that happens here stays here," I answered.
"Well, I have this thing for Noah. The blonde hair guy. Red eyes and has a scar on his cheek. He is in our 3rd period," Zoey said.
Wait.. Zoey is our 3rd period? Oh. You learn something new everyday.
"Ok, Zoey. So I see that you have a crush on him. What do you want us to do?" I asked.
"Huh? I didn't say that I liked him," she said, puzzled.
"Then what's this thing for him?" I asked, confused.
"Oh, I just need your help for brainstorming," Zoey said.
"Brainstorming what?" I asked.
"New ways to bother him," she happily said. "I already put ants in his clothes, dropped water balloons onto him, and I even made him walk into the girl locker room while blindfolded. I ran out of ideas so I am here."
What the hell is her problem? She is pretty cute, I guess. But this is not the personality, one would even think this person would have. Poor Noah. I looked at my "assistant". She was thinking so hard. I just kind of stared when suddenly-
"Aha! I got an idea! We can put thumb tacks on his chair!" she exclaimed.
What in the world? Before I could say anything, Zoey stood up and yelled, "Hey, that's a great idea! Thanks for that!"
She just ran out of the room, laughing evilly. I think I should tell Noah about this. But, it's late. I'm sure he went home already. I'll tell him tomorrow when I see him. I packed up my stuff and got ready to leave.
"Well, see you tomorrow, then," I said.
"Yeah. Thanks for today," she said.
"Yeah, no problem," I said.
"Um.. Zenon?"
"Yeah?"
I looked at her and she stared at the ground for a few seconds. With that beautiful smile of hers, she said, "I hope my thumb tack idea works."
I stood there for a while. I was processing what she just said.
"THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT?!"
