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3: The library.

[Jayden's pov]

I actually like school. Everything is so structured: classes are all scheduled, all the places to sit are assigned, same bell every 45 minutes ... Amazing. The thing I don't like is when the bell rings at 12:15, lunchtime. No assigned seats, every lunch is different and people are so loud. I don't get it why they find it that hard to just eat and be silent, like you're supposed to. I mean, those are the rules!
So mostly I eat a cracker from the vending machine. Not because I like crackers. Honestly I think they are really bland. But the code you have to press is really nice. It's 36, which I find a really pleasing number. So I just put in 50 cents, press 36 and eat the crackers I get for it. I eat them outside of the library door. As soon as I'm done I go inside and get a book.

I love reading. It's almost like I'm living someone else's life for a little while. A life without constant worries about plans and colours and numbers. I found this good book that I've been reading a lot lately.
It's about a girl that can travel trough paintings. Not only is the story well written, the entire layout of the book (hardcover and a painting from Dali!) is just really exciting.
I take the book and go sit at a table and start reading. As I proceed through the story, I can feel myself become less tense.

25 minutes into lunch break I hear other people coming in to the library. "So," a girly voice said pretty loudly "this is the library." Yes, indeed, it is a library, would you please, please being quiet? I really didn't like this. Why can't people just follow the rules?? It seriously not that hard.
I looked up to see the boy who walked with me to school and the small girl who was in my English class. Apparently she was showing him around. I tried to focus on my book again but the two kept talking, now in a more whispering way, but still. I looked at them again. The girl, Cynthia, was whispering something about her favourite books and Nate was listening. He sat with his hands in the pocket of his sweater and smiled at her. He seemed a bit dreamy and was looking around.
Not much later, our eyes locked....