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annιeѕ pov: johnny is to meet me in the library this morning.
the sun has risen just a few minutes ago and you can hear the bird chirping from outside the window.
the library was empty and quite; so we should be able to accomplish enough.
if he'd show up on time, because he's late.
i already don't want to do this; and i have to tolerate him on top of it.
a few minutes later he moseys his way into the library, wearing pajamas.
a: you're late.
i say as he approaches the table.
j: only by a few minutes.
a: i told you to be on time.
j: my bad
he says widening his eyeballs
a: you could've put on decent clothes.
j: it doesn't go against dress code; be glad i showed up.
a: you need me; not the other way around.
he starts to grin ridiculously hard, but i'm not falling for it.
he's a pain.
a: so what exactly do you need help with?
i say changing the subject.
j: i think i'm great at it all, i really don't know why i'm here.
i roll my eyes and start to pull out my folder.
j: what's that?
a: your grade book.
j: you have my grades!
he shouts.
a: stop yelling, this is a library.
j: we're the only two here.
a: i still don't need you whining in my ear at six am.
i say as he smirks a bit.
a: okay, so your average is a sixty one.
i say ignoring him
j: it went down?
a: what was it before?
j: a sixty two.
i start to giggle a bit
j: did i just make you laugh?
he say sarcastically
a: you failed all six test.
i say changing the subject
j: sounds about right.
a: and you have low d's in the rest of your courses?
i say looking at him.
j: you're looking at them.
a: well this is going to be every morning, and we're gonna tackle every subject.
j: every morning at six am!
he shouts a bit.
a: that's what i said.
j: you know i do play a sport, my schedule is tight.
a: you're not the only one.
i say not paying attention to him.
j: what sport do you play?
he says scoffing.
a: i do gymnastic.
j: you're on the gymnastics team
he says kinda shocked.
a: i'm captain.
i say looking down.
j: you're the captain; aren't they like crazy good.
a: we're decent.
j: a few of them medaled at states.
he say shocked.
a: i was there.
j: were you one of them?
a: i was.
i say laughing.
j: did i make you laugh again?
he says changing the subject.
a: it's not hard to make me laugh.
j: i'm sorry, but it's surprising because you're boring.
a: i'm boring?
j: you only care about school.
a: not true!
j: and what gymnastic? your whole life is like planned in front of you. do you ever have fun?
i hand him a list of math problem to do and a pencil.
a: define fun?
j: going out, parities, going on trips just like normal things.
a: sometimes i guess.
j: your life seems harsh, you're way to hard on yourself.
he says while doing the problems.
a: well it's what i've got.
"good morning julianna"
the librarian says entering the room.
a: good morning.
i say smiling.
j: julianna?
a: annie is a nickname.
j: how did i not know this?
a: because we don't talk.
j: yeah, but still and i like julianna better.
a: me too.
j: so why don't you go by it?
a: annie kinda stuck and it's long i guess.
j: i'll call you juli then?
a: you can call my jules, it's in my instagram.
j: great, now you need a nickname for me.
a: no thanks i'll stick to johnny.
j: come on we're friends.
no we're not.
a: fine i'll call you loser.
j: i don't-
i take the paper from him and check the problems.
a: you got two right out of ten.
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