Computer Class 2.0

Chapter 5: Restarting Us

Camila POV
I decided to take a break from sitting around and look at the aisle of books that was in front of me. I hadn't noticed it at first, but this whole back area was actually criminology. I could see various titles all referencing various killers, terrorists, and the minds of criminals. All they seem to have eye-catching titles, but one book really piqued my interest. It had an all-red binder with a small title pressed on to it. "#1," I whispered to myself. I grabbed the book and observed it. On the front cover, all it had was #1 in bold and black ink. There was nothing else on the book that really told what it was about. "Might be a good read."

I didn't want to sit down just yet, so I decided to look at the other side of the aisle. As I was walking to the other side, I had tripped causing me to fall into the person that was in front of me. As we were falling, I closed my eyes to brace for impact. When we landed with a small thud, I quickly opened them to see that I landed on such a familiar face.

She opened her eyes and my breath was quickly taken away. It has been such a long time since I saw the whole galaxy in somebody's eyes. I was so transfixed that I didn't realize that her arms were wrapped around my waist. Her voice took me out of my gaze.

"Hey," she said softly. Not wanting to be rude, I replied, "Hey..." And just for a couple of seconds more, we laid there. Then I had realized how awkward it must've been. "I'm sorry," I said as I got off of her. Y/n was quick to get back on her feet and had already extended out her hand.

I grabbed it and she easily pulled back up to my feet. "She has soft hands," I thought to myself." We both brushed off any dirt that we got on ourselves. "Thanks for the hand."

"It's no problem, Camila." She bent down and grabbed the book that was in my hands. "I think you dropped this." She gave it back to me and I gratefully took it back. "I didn't know you were interested in criminology," she said to me.

"Well, this book caught my eye. It doesn't really have much besides #1 on it. I don't think it has a summary at all." At my explanation, Y/n look intrigued as well. "That does sound interesting, but sorry about that. Didn't mean to bump into you like that."

"It's okay. I should have paid more attention to where I was going." She shook her head in disagreement. "I should've been paying more attention." I smiled at her politeness.

"Let's just agree to disagree." She smiled and agreed. For a couple more seconds, we stood in silence again before Y/n said, "Well, I'll leave you alone now." She started to turn around and part of me was just itching to ask her to stay.

You see, Y/n and I kind of go way back. I have known her since I was little. We were really close at first, way before everyone cared about status, money, or looks. She was my childhood best friend. It was her and I through a lot of things. The rest of the girls joined our duo. Then it turned to us six being close to each other. However, something happened in middle school. No one really knew what happened, but something changed Y/n. She started closing everyone off and as close friends, we respected her decision. But every now and then, we do miss having her around as a friend. Not only that, I really miss Y/n in general. She was somebody that always had my back and was just there for anything. Countless times in middle school, I wanted to talk to her, but I couldn't. It hurt for a while (it still does), but I still wanted to respect Y/n.

So, I sucked it up and asked her, "Hey Y/n." She turned around with a smile still on her face. "Do you want to hang out after school? We should catch up sometime." She thought about it for a second and responded with, "Sure, but can Olivia come with us? She's kind of my ride."

Olivia, she was Y/n's something. Not quite sure because both of them are very reserved about everything. Nowadays, I don't really know much about Y/n. Everything about her feels unknown or private. "Sure, let me give you my number."