Jalonto (jaysantoxkiloni love story)

Computer Club

{Loni’s POV}

It was afterschool and I cannot believe that my boyfriend Jacob forgot ALL about our weekend plans when it was his big idea. Then out of all evilness the witch herself came strutting in the cafeteria as if she was some big time model. Ok that was rude of me. She wasn’t evil and she is a model but NOT a big time one. I just wanted my boyfriend to be supportive and attentive to our weekend plans. *sighs* I guess he is right on one thing. I do need an activity to do while I can’t see my boos. I opened my locker and right near it I saw a flyer about the computer club afterschool in the library from 4:15 until 5:30. I do love computers and I do need some company so I decided to go down to the library to see what they do.

I walked in nervously as one of the librarians were straightening up the library for a bit.

Librarian: Hello sweetie, good afternoon. May I help with you with something?

Me: Um yea I was wondering if the computer club today at 4:15?

L: Oh that. Yea it’s today only one person is here for it so far. You can wait for the rest of them til they get here.

Me: Oh ok thank you.

She walked away and grabbed any random books that were left around the tables and computer desks and placed them on the cart to be placed back onto the shelves. I sat down at the little round table in the center as someone cleared there throat above me. I looked up as I saw a white boy, with black curly hair. It wasn’t like jacob’s curly hair it was…I didn’t know how to describe it but it was medium length. He had glasses on, a lanyard with an id, a black shirt and denim pants. He looked jewish or greek by appearance I couldn’t tell. He also looked like a nerd and he was standing there looking at me like I was some gorgeous model.

Me: Um hello.

Boy: Oh hi. Sorry for staring at you. You just look pretty if you don’t mind me being direct with you.

Me: *shakes head* no I don’t mind and thanks. What’s your name?

Boy: my name is Norman and you’re name?

Me: kiloni.

Norman: Nice name. So I hear you’re here for the computer club is that correct?

Me: yea unfortunately.

Norman: Why do you say that?

Me: Because I need something to do with my time says my angry boyfriend.

Norman: Oh wow. Some boyfriend.

Me: *rolls eyes* Tell me about it.

Norman pulled out the chair across from me and sat in it.

Norman: So um do you know how to use a computer?

Me: DUH, what kinda question is that?

Norman: Sorry just checking. It’s a protocol question for newbies who are interested in joining the club.

Me: oh well in that case, ask away.

Norman: Ok so where is your “angry boyfriend” at right now?

Me: *scoffs* at dance studio.

Norman: he dances?

Me: yea and it turns out that he’s really good.

Norman: So why don’t you go and see him?

Me: I can’t.

Norman: Why not?

Me: Because the dancers their treat me as if I don’t exist and my angry boyfriend has eyes for another woman.

Norman: *eyes widened* ANOTHER WOMAN? Who?