Alexandra's P.O.V.
"What?" I ask confused.
"You can't be here." He repeats walking towards me.
And now I see him clearly. His skin is white-tanned, he has brown hair, his eyes are hazel. He is wearing jeans with a black t-shirt, wait, why do I keep staring at him?
"But why?" I ask returning back from reality. I still don't get this.
"You just can't, so please leave." Hey answers coldly.
"Whatever." I roll my eyes. I walk pass him and when I'm about to get out his voice stops me.
"And please make sure this is the last time I see you here."
I want to scream and say so much things to him. But no, calm down Alexandra, he is just an asshole.
I turn around. "Don't worry, this will be the last time you see me." I say giving him a fake smile.
And with that I get out of there.
What was his problem? Why he has a mini library,on a library, from himself? Ugh I don't know but that's so weird. But I don't care. He can go and fuck himself.
"Hey dad, I'm done." I say through the phone as I walk out of the library.
"Okay I'll be there in 5."
"Okay." I hang up.
After a few minutes I see my dad's car arriving. I walk towards it and open the door.
"Hi dad." I say as I get into the car.
"Hi sweetheart, did you find what you wanted?" My dad asks me as he starts driving.
"Yeah I think so." I look down at the book.
"What book is?"
"Mm is named the shack." I answer still looking at the book.
"That sounds interesting." He says looking at me.
"Yeah that's why I choose it." I also look at him. "But I still don't like to read though." I say pouting.
"But why?" He asks laughing a little.
"I don't know I just don't like it. I don't see the point." I say my opinion.
"Have you even tried to read?"
"Mm no but-"
"Then you can't say anything about it." My dad interrupts me and smirks at me.
"Whatever." I say rolling my eyes. I hate when he is right.
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"Goodnight dad." I say making my way upstairs.
"Goodnight sweetheart, sleep well." He says entering into the kitchen.
I open my door room and step in. I walk towards my closest and pull out a pajamas. I put them on and walk into the bathroom. I wash my teeth and take off my makeup. Once I'm ready I walk towards my bed and lay down.
YOU ARE READING
The Boy From The Library
Teen Fiction"Why do you act like that?" I ask him looking in the eyes. "Like what!?" He snaps. "Like you're afraid to show people how you truly are."
