A Fresh Start

Distraction

The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully. Sebastion and I had made peace with our situation, but that didn't mean the attraction wasn't there. I mostly stayed in my room reading or working. Sebastion and I had come close to finishing our project after that day in his room, and after throwing myself into schoolwork to avoid my problems I found myself done with work that was weeks from being due. By Monday morning I was running out of ways to distract myself, and I vowed to visit the library soon. I met Janie by the front doors of the school, her everpresent smile beaming at me. We chatted about our weekends before heading our separate ways for the first period. Physics passed without incident, Sebastion and I finished what was left of the project quickly. When I looked at the clock I sighed, we were only fifteen minutes into class. I knew I didn't want to sit so close to him for the next forty-five minutes, well strike that, I wanted to very much, but I didn't trust myself to. I remembered the vow I had made that morning and made my way up to Mr. Cobalt's desk to get a slip to visit the library. 

When I got to the library I was shocked. In Florida, the selection in our school library mostly consisted of textbooks and antiquated novels from the seventies, but this library was huge. I walked over to the woman sitting at the front desk handing her my slip. She looked at me with a smile that I returned, I figured we'd get well acquainted by the end of the year. I headed over to the young adult fantasy section taking out a couple of new books from my favorite authors that I had yet to read. 

Just as Laura Jean was finally going to confess her love to Peter I was interrupted by a deep voice talking to me. Annoyed, I looked up to see who had so rudely interrupted my coveted moment of peace. A boy was standing in front of me, he looked familiar but I couldn't place him. He had brown hair, greyish blue eyes, and tan skin, all of which led me to believe that he had no trouble gaining the attention of girls. "I'm sorry, come again." I really had to stop ignoring people in favor of staring them down. 

"I was just asking what the soccer star was doing in the library in the middle of first period." Realization dawned on me at the nickname, it was what the boys playing on my soccer team had started calling me after I scored the winning goal of the game, slipping right around Sebastion. "You played on my team at the soccer game." "Yup, that's me, the center midfielder is at your service." I laughed at his fake formalities, I was quickly forgiving him for ruining my reading. "What was your name again?" I asked, slightly embarrassed at forgetting his name, thankfully he didn't seem the least bit offended. "I'm Lee, and your Marie, right?" I was slightly flattered that he had managed to remember my name, some of the boys back home didn't know my name after six years together at school. 

"Yeah, that's me" I said shooting a smile in his direction. "I'm supposed to be in physics, but I was done early so he let me come here." "Ahh, so your beautiful, smart, and know your way around a soccer field. Remind me why I thought I had a chance?" He mumbled the last part, but not so quiet that I couldn't hear. Even through my blushing, embarrassed state my curiosity prompted me to find out more. "What do you mean a chance?" I questioned, willing the blush away from my cheeks. "Well, I actually came over here to ask you to homecoming, but I totally understand if-" I cut him off before he could get too much further. "Yes, Lee, of I'd love to go with you." Just then the bell rang and after a quick exchange of numbers and a promise to talk later I rushed out. 

I was making a good decision I assured myself as I walked to second period. He was cute, seemed nice, and since he played soccer and was in a library I assumed we'd have things to talk about. It was better than being the odd one out among Janie and her friends, that's for sure. There was one other reason I said yes but I refused to think about it. I was not the sort of person to use one boy to get over another. Unfortunately, despite my denial, I knew that some selfish part of me agreed because of just that. It didn't matter, it'd be fun, it wasn't like I agreed to a relationship, it was just a dance.