This is the story

The Library

I push open the red wooden doors to the library. Even though Faith didn't come to study with me, that didn't stop me. The librarian, Mrs. Hooke, greets me.

"Hello, Kirsten." She says politely.

"Hey." I mumble. She looks down at her computer.

"I think you're the only one here right now." She points out.

I look around. Chairs are empty, books aren't being checked out, and it's completely silent.

"Where's Faith?" Mrs. Hooke asks.

"She was busy today." I reply.

"Oh. Well, you have the whole place to yourself! I'll be downstairs, placing these on the shelves." She picks up five books and heads down the stairs towards the library basement. I drag my backpack to a nearby chair. I pull out my binder, and start to study. I can't. My thoughts swarm around my head like a tornado. I'm losing my best friend. I think. I knew Ness was taking her away from me. I just thought Faith would stand up for me. Just then, Stevie Parks walks in the red wooden doors.

"Hey! Kirsten!" He yells over to me. I cover my face with my binder and ignore him.

"Kirsten? C'mon I know that's you." He laughs.

I don't get it. I talk to him once and suddenly were best friends.

"Oh, uh... Hi." I say.

"What's up? I came here to study for the big science test." He says.

"Me too." I add, mentally cringing because we have something in common. He comes and sits in the chair next to me. I bury my face in the pages inside the binder again hoping that will block any more conversation. It doesn't.

"Did we have math homework?" He asks.

"Just that worksheet." I reply.

"Oh, okay." He says happily.

I continue to study, but all I can think about is that party. Who's it for? Why didn't they invite me? I rest my binder on the desk next to me. I pull out Charlottes web. I've read it like, a thousand times, yet I never get tired of it. I see Stevie looking at me through the corner of my eye. I look up at him.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing. It's just that- no. Nothing." He says. He sighs.

"What?" I plead.

"Well, it's just... This is the first time someone has talked to me outside of school. I mean you know, other than my parents." He says.

"Oh." I say. Our eyes meet and I smile.