A.N.: So Library Boy walked you home after detention.
B.M.: Yeah it was so cute how he was just waiting outside for an hour till you came out.
S.P.: I thought you guys weren’t talking to each other.
B.M.: Don’t change the topic. We made up long ago. Which you would know if you were on Facebook.
S.P.: I have no need for Facebook.
A.N.: But you know something weird? L.B. is not on fb, tumblr, twitter, nothing!
B.M.: That figures. He gets along with Smartypants doesn’t he?
A.N.: Anyway what happened?
B.M.: When?
A.N.: Not you, you idiot. S.P., what happened on your walk home?
S.P.: I don’t kiss and tell.
B.M.: Shut up! No way!
A.N.: That was fast…
S.P.: You guys will believe anything….
B.M.: Why you little…..
S.P.: Now, now. Don’t you want to know what happened?
A.N.: YES!!!!
S.P.: He walked me home. We got talking. I like books, he likes books. We compared authors, favourite reads, that kind of stuff.
A.N.: That’s it?!
S.P.: What else did you expect? He was a perfect gentleman.
B.M.: *pouts* You could have at least emailed us about your walk home.
S.P.: I got distracted. I started reading Good Omens. It’s one of his favourite books.
B.M.: His favourite?
A.N.: We shall talk more about this during lunch young lady.
S.P.: Can’t.
A.N.: Why not?
S.P.: I’m eating lunch with him.
B.M.: What?! You’re ditching us???
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Note - orious
Teen FictionShe met him in the library. They fought over a book. The Hobbit. Of all the books in the world. But something sparked among the musty pages of a quiet afternoon read....A high school romance. [Synopsis sucks. Anyone want to suggest a better one?]
