We started walking towards
the library with our files in our arms. He held the
library door open for me, I smiled and thanked him. We
started off in a basic conversation, asking for a pen and
asking if he had any brothers or sisters.
“Well I don’t have any brothers or sisters;
but my mum’s best friend’s son, Tommy Oliver
is eight and I’ve known him all his life. I duno if
that’d count but, you won’t really wanna hear
about that,” He looked up from his page and his
eyes fixed on mine.
‘Wow’ I thought. His eyes were amazing. They
were medium blue and sparkled in the lighting. ‘He
is gorgeous’ I looked at is hair shifted every time
he moved his head a slight bit. I was too busy examining
his amazingness that I didn’t realise I was staring
him right in the eyes. He smiled and giggled slightly.
Jake sat back on his chair and looked at me blushing and
forcing myself to laugh.
“Don’t worry...” He grinned.
“Okay, what math do you have?” Jake asked,
overlooking that I was staring at him.
“Algebra,” I sighed, trying to do the
same.
“Me too,” He smiled.
Jake and I started out. I asked him for answers to
certain questions and he did the same. We both started to
get more comfortable with each other. After about an hour
we were talking like best friends. I wasn’t
worrying about saying something stupid; we’d just
laugh about it. I looked down at my phone to see what
time it was, 4: 56. I had two messages, one from mum and
one from Skye.
Skye: How’s it going with Jake? ;) X
Me: Great, you could be right ;) x
I clicked out of it and went into the message from
mum.
Mum: Cassie, Be home by half five okay? Text me or ring
me back x
“I gotta be home by half five Jake, I gotta
go.”
“No,” His face crumpled up with a sad
expression.
“Gonna miss me that much?” I smiled.
He twisted his mouth around and looked up at me.
“No...” He said, with a hint of a sarcastic
tone in his voice.
“I am offended,” I put my hand to my chest
and pretended to look shocked. We both laughed and with a
smile I said, “Bye Jake, see ya later.” I
threw my bag over my shoulder and gathered up my books
against my chest.
“Wait,” He grabbed his books quickly and
stood beside me. “I’m coming too.”
“What time do you have to be home at?”
“Whenever,” He said plainly as we started to
walk out the library door.
“Why are you going now?” We walked down the
hall.
“Wanna make sure you get home safe,” He
smiled.
I smiled and breathed deeply, trying not to seem as
excited and happy I really am.
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