The Librarian

That Boy Evans

I wake up with my alarm blaring, which cause me to jolt awake. I sit boringly until realization washed over me. SCHOOL. Crap I'm nearly late for school and I have a English this morning ugh I hope Mrs. Carendale will be teaching us today not that substitute teacher. Our lesson today is literature and I don't want that substitute spoil my favorite topic. I began  hurrying shower, get dressed, slipping on my shoes, eating and run out the door. Who knows mornings can be an exercise. I took a final glass in my mirror. When I walk to the living room about walking out when i notice Kay is still in her pajamas. I give her a knowing look, before she answered "I have no class until 8:30 my first subject teacher is sick apparently it sucks to be you." i only glare at her.

When I got to school, to my class I'm already panting and sweating like a swine. Ew. I take a seat at the back where nobody seats or merely occupied. Poor chair seeks butt of hormonal teenagers. I came a minute before the teacher walk in and much to my dismay Mrs. Carendale wont be lecturing us. Life really enjoys hating me. I learned that substitute's name is Barbara Jones. Sounds bitchy enough. She began lecturing about literature then she have an assignment which is by pair. Oh gosh I don't know people here much well there's this boy I know from highschool we aren't close but its better than not knowing anyone. His name is Delvin Evans, he's always quiet, most of the time alone, and wears a dark aura. He obviously don't care well that's better than not knowing the person.  Well I wish luck is with me this time. She began calling names and I crossed my fingers sounds childish but it works...most of the time. I began hearing her call my name.

"Valerie and...hm Mr. Evans." she eyes me evily, I gulp I think its a bad thing to wish he's my partner. I feel like I'll be the only one doing this week assignment. I realized he's not coming over my desk, being the gentleman he is, I just come over to his.

"So.... "

"I'll do the half while you do the other, we can do our own research and by the day before the deadline we'll just have to combine it and polish together." what the, did he planned this already how fast.

"Okay, that's pretty fair to me but we have to know what's is format and we have to do some research together, it's pretty hard when we have different ways of doing it for." I said.

"That'll be fine, you got a point. So when?"

"Umm you choose when." He's not that bad.

"How about after school?"

"Oh gosh I have something during after school my history teacher assigned me a tutor because I'm failing history. "

"How about during English time and weekends afterall the deadline is next week, Friday. "

"Ok."

"Well case close see you tomorrow on English." he said smiling, smiling, oh my he just smiled that boy doesn't even care to glance at people heck he is even cold to everyone. Well people can be different once in awhile.

The whole day pretty much went the same. At lunch Kay is pretty much embarrassed herself in public. She slip on a damp floor, damn that  janitor why does they even mopping on lunchtime anyway the Barbie dolls slipped after Kay, such coincidence Kay, being Kay she laughed which is a bitch move. One of the barbie pours milk on Kay's hair. Ohh Kay really likes her hair, everyone knows not to mess up on Kay's hair or hell she'll bring a massacre here and now there starts the food fight. The janitor, it's hilarious you see, he panicked because of the food fight he ran and slipped on his own doing and his mop flew on that bitches hair. It's still wet you know. Well I guess Kay and the janitor are even she even got back to those Barbies .  Your perhaps, asking were am I, well ladies and gentlemen I'm under the table plugging my earphones, yeah I'm that cool. While Kay's complaining about having no extra clothes I just laugh at her misery, I'm really a good bestfriend. When the time of after school tutoring I'm really tired I'm in a really foul mood for history. Yeah it's not my favorite nor hate subject just in between. Hey Harry really is in my history, how come I never noticed him I'm probably busy listening or busy not caring of their shit.