Strawberry Sweet

.The Librarians Aid.

🍓Chapter Four: The Librarians Aid🍓

🍓Strawberry Sweet 🍓

Is it just me, or is this high school way too big for this small town? Nope, it's way too big. It took Tatiana and me almost five minutes to get to the cafeteria from our third hour. It turns out, we have a first, second, third, and fourth hour together. I don't have any of the boys in my class to my knowledge. But then again, it's only third period.

"Over here, cutie!" Luke shouts from a table across the cafeteria. He waves his hand in the air signaling us over.
I walk over to the table with Tatiana when my phone dings.

From: Money Giver

Hi honey, how is a school so far? Do you and Ryan have any classes together? Did you get the lunch money I left on the counter? Sorry, I'm asking so much, I'm just worried. How's the high school? Is everyone being nice?

I chuckle and stop in front of the table, not looking at any of them but texting a reply to my dad instead.

To: Money Giver

Everything's fine dad, and yes. I got the money. Don't stress, okay? Get back to work, you slacker! Love you. Have a great day!

He really worries too much. I'm pulled out of my thoughts when someone clears their throat.

"Are you gonna sit, Babe? Or just stand there, oblivious to anything other than technology?" That's definitely a voice I don't recognize. I look up, only to stare into the dark eyes of a dark brown skinned... an angel from heaven. His cheekbones prominent and his lips full, complimented by a square chin and sharp jawline. He has a black faded haircut. He not as hot as Drake but he definitely ties for second with Luke. I mean... damn.

"I'm sorry, what?" I ask not being able to look away from his eyes. Under his intense stare, I feel as if I'm going to explode.

"Are you gonna sit?" He laughs, throwing his head back.

"Oh, yeah sorry. Ry did you get any texts from dad?" I ask my brother who was saying something about soccer versus football to Luke.

"Um, no why? Did something happen?" He asks flipping his hair out of his face.

"No, he's just making sure we're okay" I explain with a shrug and sit down between Tatiana and... what is his name? Well, for now, we will call him...

"Oh, by the way, this is Hakeem, my brother" Tatiana nods and puts her chin in her hand and leans her elbow on the table, looking at my brother with a small smile. Gross.

"Hi, I'm Nichole," I say shyly. He smirks at me.

"So, do you have a boy toy back home?" He asks mimicking his sisters pose, only staring at me.

"Um, well. II," I stutter. I look down at my hands using my white hair as a curtain to mask my crimson face.

"Sorry, bro. Hunts already called dibs" Drake laughs punching Hakeem playfully on the shoulder.

"Oh really? I bet you could make an exception though, right?" Drake asks placing a hand on my thigh with a raised eyebrow.

"Actually, sorry," I said pushing his hand off of my leg. "I'm loyal" I laugh playfully.

"Oh, I think we'll get along just fine" Hakeem laughs turning to sit forward in his seat, taking a bite of pizza. Thank you, Jesus! I do not need that right now.

"So, what's your schedule, Nick?" Ryan asks taking the paper from my hand.

"I have literature, then science, then calculus and then I have, drama... after that... I can't remember" I shake my head with a sigh. I had only just gotten this schedule, should I have memorized it by now? Is that abnormal?