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The bell rings for break
I pack up my stuff and Frank looks over to me, like he had been doing the whole lesson, "hey y/n.. I was wondering if I could sit with you during break?" He looked up at me with pleading eyes.
I felt bad for him. But I also realised that I didn't have anyone else to sit with anyway considering my friends had forgotten all about me during summer.

"Well I have nobody else to hang out with, though you could probably find someone else with a lot more friends than me, but if you want." I shrugged because I didn't mind either way, I was used to my own company and that was the way I enjoyed things.
"Thanks y/n, why would I wanna sit with anyone else? You're cool and I like your company."
I laugh at him "thanks but I'm the stereotypical loner type, I sit in the library during lunch so.."
we walk through the hallway and to our lockers
"as long as you're cool with keeping my library spot a secret, we have no issues."

I pack my books away and wait for Frank to find his Phone, I look in his locker and he has so much stuff in it, a small deodorant, medication, what catches my eye is the pack of cigarettes and a bright red lighter dangling on the top shelf.Frank finally finds his phone and we walk up the stairs to the second floor library.

I wave at the librarians as we enter and I look over to Frank who was admiring the size of the library with wide dazzling eyes. I'll admit, the library is really pretty, and possibly my favourite part about the whole school with lots of polished wooden tables and chairs, window couches, and I love the loft areas our library has, one on each corner.

"y/n this is so fancy.. no wonder Prep kids are so fancy and knowledgeable." I snort, "yeah some prep kids are smart but others are uhm.. not so great.."
We arrive at my 'spot', between two tall bookshelves, a low wooden ceiling from the loft and an under window couch.
"This is so cute how is there nobody here already." Frank stays standing as I sit down on the couch, "Yeah I sit here everyday, nobody ever comes to this corner of the library.." He frowns and looks at me "why?" I point to the sign that says:
'non-fiction- how-to'

Frank giggles and sits next to me and crosses his legs with his back against the bookshelf. Frank pulls out his phone "Hey could I get your number?" I let out a chuckle "Reeeaal smooth Frank" I take his phone out of his hand and put my number in, then I feel a small poke on my knee, I look up and see frank drawing a happy sun on my leg with black pen.
"T-That tickles" I let him finish drawing though, looking at how focused he was, hair fallen over his eyes and running his tongue along his shiny silver lip ring.

He finished his masterpiece and looked up at me with a wide grin. "Aww it's cute, let me draw something on you!" I hand him his phone and he exchanges it with the pen, rolling up his sleeve to reveal a slightly tanned forearm "what're you gonna draw sunshine?" I pout at him and he pokes his tongue out. I start to draw a crescent moon with a smiley face on it- for consistency.
"awh the sun and moon, so cliché" he teases, almost like a whisper.
I poke my tongue back out at him "shut up.."
We stay like this though, enjoying the comfortable silence between us, my hand still on his forearm tracing the outline of the moon.
Frank stays silent and rests his head against the bookshelf and closes his eyes.

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