-chapter three-

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-𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴- 

Elle goes around the other side and looks down at the floor to see the myriad number of books fall out of the males' grip instantly helping to pick them up. She reaches for the books and so does the male as they accidentally touch hands. 

She feels these little sparks as if little fireworks being set off her hand lies on the others' hand. Not to long before Elle lifts the book, looking up and revealing the male to be Corbyn crouched down now looking at her. He says, "Hey Elle-" He slightly smiled picking up the last book as I hold the rest.

Her smile grew wider as she thought

'he remembered my name'

Now as both teens begin to get up, Corbyn beat her to it. She smiled up at the tall male and says, "how have you been, besson?" She places her hand out to hand him the book, with a light grip. He reaches over to grab it and his fingers accidentally graze over hers as the same familiar spark came back. He chuckles looking down at the petite female and says, "I've been alright" taking the book from her hand placing it on the table behind him. 

He turned back around reconnecting the eye contact once again that made Elle get butterflies in her stomach. She was suddenly greeted with a hand slightly moving in front of her as she snaps back to reality. He looks down and says, "Need a hand?" he softly laughed as Elle tried to get up without his help only to take his hand shortly afterward. 

She turned to him and lightly giggled saying, "That doesn't mean I'm weak, Besson, alright? I see that look- that mischievous look that you did a miracle nope I can get up myself thank youu.." He laughed and raised his hands up in defense.

He then speaks up saying softly, " I never said you weren't strong, I just wanted to help you a little it was a nice gesture alright? you have got to give me credits for that." He softly chuckled to himself  and she lightly smiled .

"Fine, i'll give you that. Thank you, Besson. That was really sweet of you" she said glancing at the mixed colors creating the starlit look of corbyn's eyes. A hint of gray hiding underneath the blue shadows of his eyes and in the center was a sphere of yellow grasping to the outer corners fading into the more darker portions of his eyes. Her eyes traced to his upright little perfect shaped nose, reminded her like a little button. As her eyes continued to trace down she noticed those little such detailed features that she hadn't noticed before. Like the way his veins traced up hiding behind the cotton white shirt he had placed on that day, or the way everytime he laughed she noticed the little quiver on the top of his lip as his cute white teeth slightly showed through the grin he had. 

"you can call me Corbs or Corbyn-" he smiled looking down at the petite female. She had healthy lucious golden hazelnut locks of hair that fell from her scalp down to the middle of her back, her tinted rose colored lips, soft bright open eyes with the dark milk chocolate colored pupils. She had fair skin, with healthy average nails painted to a nude color. She was not anorexic skinny, she was an average skinny that had curves that fit her perfectly along with a hourglass figure. She had a steel sterling ring that spinned if you flicked it, since there was two layers to the ring the inner part that spinned and the still outer part upon her wed finger to show that she cared about love and romance even though it might have sounded cheesy but nobody knows that except her and her family. 

She smiled up at him and said, "Well Corbyn, I-" she gasped at one of the books she saw behind him as she reached behind him and grabbed it. It was her favorite novel at the moment called "Falling Snow" by Jane Gloriana Villanueva. She fell in love with the book  that was based off of the Netflix Series Jane the Virgin, she didn't get to watch the series yet because she was more of a bookworm person but she did love to watch telenovelas and series not as much as books but still. Okay back to Elle.

She exclaimed in a slight more higher voice, "You read Falling Snow?!" A slight pink shade rose to his cheeks as he snatched the book from her hands and stuttered out, "N-no it's for my friend- why have you read it before?" He says looking down at her now raising an eyebrow. She looks at him and softly says, "Are you kidding? That's my favorite book, I'm all about romance books and shows they're just so detailed and filled with love and passion that once you open the book you just can't put it down-".

He softly chuckled at her acknowledgement of the romance book he held in his hands. He wanted to tell her all about the theories and things he knew about the book but his thoughts were cut off by the cacophony coming from the busy hallways and the obnoxious ringing of the bell that determined what class the tread of students had to go to next. He just smiled listening to Elle finish her sentence and with all the courage he had to push the words out of him, "Would you want to maybe go somewhere this Saturday? Like you know unless you got something to do that day w-which is totally cool-" A light shade of peach rose to her cheek and she smiled saying, "I'd love that, especially  for an excuse to get out of the house" making the male laugh.

She wrote down her number on the post-it note he used for  a book mark, instantly reassuring Elle who the book was actually for making her smile lightly. She placed the post-it note on a random page in the book and Corbyn's head turned as the jocks called his name from the hallway. He rolled his eyes at the annoying noises they made at him and looked back at Elle softly saying, "I'll see you around then, Elle". He gave one last smile before placing the books in his bag and quickly threw it over his shoulder walking towards the exit of the library. He did a handshake with the guys before making eye contact turning around one last time to look at Elle before fading down the hallway into the group of students. Her heart fluttered and she lightly squealed as she grabbed her books and her bag quickly walking out of the library moving along the flow of the other students  to her next class. 




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        END OF CHAPTER THREE

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ya girl is back with updating, i dont even think anyone reads my books anymore. im probably that one book at the bottom of everyone's library just sitting there waiting to be updated form 2 years ago 😂but anyway ive improved a little more on my writing becoming a little more detailed hopefully so yeah enjoy! :)

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