Hollstein: Library, Lady killer and shy.

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Hollstein: Lady Killer Carmilla & Shy glasses wearing Laura met at the library.


You kind of hate and love this part of the book at the same time. This is why you can relate so much with Luna. You read the words and they seem being telling your story. You lost your mom when you were nine while she was doing her job too. Not a 'bad spelling' though but she was an adventurer journalist who was working on a mob case and they took her life when they knew she have a lot of classified information.

You're now nineteen and you're a journalism major in her honour. Every afternoon you go to the library to read your favourite books. Harry Potter saga one of them. You're a shy girl. Since your mother die you can trust in people far from your dad. You're friendly but you know trust is something people should win from you. So this is your second semester here in Silas and you still don't have any friends. Surely you talk with your classmates but not far enough to call them your friends. So, this is your life. Reading at the library eating a lots of sweet treats, the ones your father always prohibited way back home. That's what adulting is for, no?

You're trying to not cry about Luna's confession to Harry when you feel someone sitting next to you. A beautiful raven haired and pale girl. She's a little nervous but confident at the same time. She puts her arm around you over the couch.

"Uhm. Hello?"

"Hey, Cupcake"

You look confused at her.

"Look. Sorry for interrupt your... lame reading"

She says when she peeks over your book. Rude! Harry Potter is everything but lame.

"Who do you think you are?"

"Hey, hey. Sorry. Look, can you just... uhm... you see that blondie over there?"

She tries to calm you down and nods pointing a very good looking platinum blonde. The girl is talking with a very tall redhead that you can recognize as your English TA. The gorgeous Danny Lawrence.

"Yeah?"

"Well, the thing is... I kinda slept with her and now she thinks we're together which there's no way that would be truth"

"Kinda slept together?"

"Yeah, you know how sex works. Don't you? Or maybe I have to make it clear to you"

Oh, she's annoying. You roll your eyes at her. Really? Who the hell she thinks she is? You don't even know her and she's doing innuendos.

"I know how it works! I have... well... I know!"

You stutter because, well, you know how it works although you've never done it. But that's not a thing she should know. She smirks at your words and you can feel your cheeks painting in red.

"Well. We did the bees and the flower thing. Actually the flower and flower thing because you know I'm not a bee and I don't have a..."

"Ok, I have that clear! What I don't have clear is why is this important to me and why you're even talking with me about this?"

She sighs and steals the cookie in your hand. That's unforgivable! She can just eat your cookie!

"Ok, help me here, sweetheart. There's only one way to exit this building and she's obstructing it with Clifford right there"

"Cliff...? Oh! Her name is Danny!"

She rolls her eyes.

"Ah, so you know the red beanpole"

"Stop being rude! She's nice, you know?"

"Wait! You like her!"

"What? No, I mean. Yeah, I know her because she's my English TA and she helped me to find my books. She was so nice with me. And yeah I like her, but not like, like her-like her. I think she's nice!"

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