Waves at once

chapter 3

Distance I tell you

I sat there trying to comprehend the notes that lay in front of me. The library was warm and bright full of books and knowledge, I couldn't help but adore being in this place.

The notes weren't making sense and this frustrated me , I had been here for hours trying to comprehend Sigmund Freud's complexes in-depth and memorize them for my psychology class but , I was overly confused and I didn't know why. My head was drifting off in different spaces and I think I just needed a nap.

It was 4:00pm and I sent Paul a message asking him to pick me up as I decided I'd finish studying at home for the test. Resting my head on the table I closed my eyes just trying to re-collect myself for s moment.

I just felt so drained.

With one last sigh I stood up packing my desk space and began walking out, only to be stopped by a hand on my shoulder. I snap back confused as to who was touching me and looked up to see these incredible blue eyes that almost knocked me sideways.

"You left your textbook in class earlier and was gonna give it to you tomorrow but you're here now... so I might as well" he's voice rang and I raised my eyebrow as he hands me the thick book. I simply stared at him analyzing each feature as if I were a bar code scanners and his face were the black and white bar codes.

"You're the one with the accent" Is all I managed to say and he seems slightly shocked by this comment , he's sculpted jaw clenched and he arched he's eyebrow.

"And you're the one with the boyfriend" he answers back and I'm taken back by this

"whatever" I turn around continuing in my tracks as I begin to leave the library

"are you not gonna thank me?" He says catching up with me and I continue walking as if he wasn't trying to keep up.

"No, there was no need to offer gratitude" I answer bluntly as I open the glass door and begin to stride down the hallways.

"And what if you lost it because I didn't return it?" He ask curiously and I look at him as if he's dumbstruck

"Buy a new one" I answer ,as I reach my locker beginning to grab the last of my things.

"Fair point" he answers and I nod

"But thanks anyway" I mutter trying to seem more polite , I was just tired in all honestly.

"No problem" he says and as simple as that's he off , back in the same direction as the library. I raised my eyebrow as I watched his tallish frame walk down the empty hallways, most people had left or were at some sport practice.

"Hello Julie, how was your day?" Paul ask as he opens the door for me

"Longer the am usual" I moan resting my head against the black leather car seat.

When I'm home, I sit at the dinner table having a light fruit salad while scrolling through my phone , only to have my silence disturbed by Edmund.

"Apparently that American boy spoke to you today? "He starts and I furrow my eyebrows

"I didn't even see you today?" I question , he's class schedule was far off from mine thus we almost never saw each other in the hallways and most days we'd just ignore each other anyway.

"After school, James told me he approached you in the library "

"So you have all your friends spying on me?" I question rolling my eyes and I eat a spoonful of fruit

"More of a coincidence" he answers

"James can barely tell the difference between Arthur Millers 'Crucible' and Franz Kafka's 'Metamorphosis', there is no way he was in the library for fun or to work" I scoff and now it's his turn to roll his eyes

"Stop avoiding the subject, did he talk to you today" he snapped at me and I furrowed my eyebrows as I stared at him

"Briefly yeah, why?" I honestly didn't have the patience for such a frivolous conversation

"What about"

"He was just giving me my textbook , I left it in class and he picked it up" I shake my head eating more fruit

"Is that all?" he asks and I nod

"Yeah, I don't know what you were trying to catch me out on... but that's literally all" I say not looking up from salad bowl, the fruit was really good.

"I think you should stay away from him Julie" he says and I can't help but roll my eyes but I didn't really have the energy to argue either

"Sure thing dad"