My awkwars second day.....ch 3...

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As was getting ready for school my mother was begging me to give her some juicy deets after school, and if I did not she would spy on me. What a mother...

"It's only 7 hours of school not much will happen." I argued.

All we do is argue

And argue

and argue

and argue

I love her, really I do, love her to death. She acts more like a sister than my mom. She need to be more mature.

My mother, Leena, works as a fashion designer. Not a famous one though. She is pretty god with her job. She has a great taste in clothes. She decided before i go to school not to buy any more clothes than me. Cuz guess what? We have the same size! No no, I'm not fat, I started going to the gym. But no diet, do you want me to die?!  It's just she is extremely thin. Like thiner than a toothpick. So she said I could borrow her clothes.

She has about 2 wardrobes. She has so much money to spend on herself because she does not spend on me at all. Only at my importants. I just did not know she save thousands of money for me.

I definetly love her. Even though we argue A LOT.

When I was dropped of to my school my mother gave me a quick kiss.

I decided that I wanted to come to school more earlier. I want to go to the library. I love the library. I have so many books in my ebook but it's diffirent than real books.

As I entered the library I was surrounded by thousands of book.

I love you books!

I really don't understand people who think reading books are boring. I love imagining. My mind is really wild when it comes to imagination. I cry, laugh, get angry over a story all the time.

Just when I was in the Romance, my favorite, section I saw someone. I squinted, I countn't really see him that well. Oh that person is reading. He or she was blocked by the thick book so I couldn't see his face.

Wait! What if it was someone who could create a huge gossip that I'm here in the library? That could ruin my reputation! Wait, do I even have a reputation?

I hid. It's really easy to hide in a library. So i hid behind a shelf of books. I peeked to see who it was.

A boy.

A familiar boy.

Luke!

I gasped a bit too loud. He turned to see what was making the sound.

I scrunched up into the tiniest ball possible. Please don't see me. Please don't see me

"Who's there?" He asked.

Silence

I kept a slow breathing. Why is my heart pounding? This is not a big deal.

I hugged my legs and I heard him getting out of his seat.

Good bye world, good bye imaginary reputation.

I peeked. What I saw was an empty desk with a chair not pushed in. The book was not there either. Where did he go? I looked around and slowly stood up.

Okay I didn't realy stood up I just crawled. Then I stopped. I saw my favorite romance series.

Oh my gosh! I have been wanting to read that book in forever! I want it! I want it! How will I get it? He might be here still. But what is someone else takes it? 

Having a little arguement in my head I decided to take the book.

As I was about to take it, something was pulling it back. I pulled it harder. The thing that was pulling the book became stronger and as I was about to take it, I saw.

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