The day soon goes by. I walk to the library. The bell chimes and I smile. I love working at the library. I love reading. I love getting lost in a book.
"Good afternoon Izzy."
"Hi, Ms.Reed."
Ms. Reed is an 80 year old woman. Her and her husband used to run this library, it was their dream. A couple of months ago her husband died. She still ran this library though. Although we have cellphones Ms. Reed still has hope that her library will be used. She always told me that "a book may not have pages, but sometimes that's a good thing. Sometimes it's ok not to have all the pages because you have your imagination." Ms. Reed is really wise.
"Izzy, I'm so sorry to be leaving, but I have to go to a doctors appointment."
"That's' fine."
She walks out. Just me and the library. Just me and "Wuthering Heights."
It's been two hours. I've been alone for two hours. Finally the bell rings. I look up and see Luke. He walks right by me, and sits down, I look up and see him staring. He doesn't get a book or anything. He just stares with that one green eye and that blue eye. I'm trying to read my book, but I can't; not under his stare. Why is he watching me? Is there something on my face? Finally after an hour he leaves. I still have two hours until I have to close the library. Im a few chapters in my book when the bell rings once again. Can't a girl just read? I look up and see Luke except he is holding a skateboard and a Beats pill. He sits down and stares at me for a little while. Suddenly he stands up knocking his chair over in the process.
"Please be a little quieter." I say
He smirks and then a few seconds later I hear Another One Bites the Dust, by Queen.
"You can't play that in here!" I yell
"Who says?" He yells back
"The rules."
"Look you have like three hours here, it's boring, and music wouldn't hurt."
"Fine, but turn it down a little."
He cocks his head; like a puppy. He then starts bellowing out the lyrics. I roll my eyes. Great! Just great, I'll never get to finish my story. I get the cart and start putting the books up. The song changes and Lights by Journey starts playing. I start dancing softly. I like this song; sue me. I feel a tap on the shoulder and I come face to face with Luke.
"Do you skate?"
"Nope."
"Do you want me to teach you?"
"I'm good."
He gently grabs my wrist and starts dragging me to the front doors. He loosens my wrist.
"Actually I have something I need to do. One day Muffin, I promise."
He grabs his beats pill and skateboards out of the library. As I watched him skateboard out of the library I realized that he never turned down the music, he skateboarded out of the library, and he called me muffin.
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The Difference Between Us {COMPLETED}
Fiksi RemajaThe difference between us was that he was a bad boy. I was the good girl. The difference between us was he had the perfect life. I didn't. The difference between us was he had an attitude. Me I was as sweet as I could be. The difference between us...
