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How Amalie and Halvor fell in love Part 2

   Author's note: Hello everyone! Just here to give a shoutout to @blueriful for all the favourites, comments and for giving us motivation to keep writing, but also to everyone who read it and gave our story a small but powerful voice. we write for you. thank you.

   Amalie POV

I'm looking for my locker. Number 341. I'm trying to avoid the mess that is the hallway right now, while everyone, just like me, is searching for their assigned locker. I see that my locker is next to my friend Eira's, witch  was a relief, last year they were far. I grab the handholder and it won't open. The lock must be rusty or something, the bloody thing won't open. My bag weights like a meteor, i have to put my books in there, there're people waiting for me to get things done and the bloody locker won't open. i finally surrender to the struggle and move aside so the other people can get to their locker's. Suddenly, i remember that Eira's locker was around this area last year so i decide to ask her if she knows the previous owner so it can help me open this piece of rusty metal. After asking her, she anwser's doubtfully  "I think it was that mysterious guy, Halvor right?" Yeah, that must be him. He has had that kind of reputation since we were kids. I look for him across the hallway but i don't see him, so i make a quick search around the school, until i find him sitting on a bench near the school's entrance, reading. "Hi" "Hi?" He looks at me in a confused way "Hm, were you the owner of the locker 341 last year?" "Yes, i was." he answers with a deep nod. I get innerly impressed with that response, i always thought he would be more of a rude type, considering he never talks to people. So, my voice was surprised and glad at the same time.  "Oh, great. So, i thought you could maybe help me open it?  Is just very rusty or something and i can't open ."  "Oh, yes sure." Neutral and chilled. However,  I can't really conclude if he's really being nice or he just wants me gone so he can continue his reading. We reach the locker and he stares at the handlocker and then at me "So, you have to push the handlocker up and then towards you. It's a very rusty door so it can get stuck sometimes so try not to put a lot of stuff in there." He sounded so calm and kind? Althrough i still can't figure him out very well. He wasn't neutral this time, that's for sure. As i get lost in my own thoughts i forget that i haven't spoken in more than 30  seconds. "Amalie? Got it?" he asks me with an awkward and concerned tone. "Yes! Thank you very much Halvor" "Glad i could help. See ya" he says and gives me a smirk, walking past me and heading to the end of the hallway. However, before going back to his book, he looks back at me with a surprised face and then moves his sight to the pages again. I follow his pace unti he leaves the hallway and then proceed to open the locker as he told me too. I suceed. When i open the door, a small folded paper falls onto the floor.