Poppy's Pov
I was at the library searching for the textbook Mrs. Wright asked us to use as a reference for our biology assignment. I spotted it on the upper shelves and grimaced. The upper shelves were definitely enemies for people with kind my height. I stretched on my tiptoes, my fingers brushing against the spine, when someone laughed behind me and I jumped, my hand knocking into the book. It fell forward, smacking my head on its way down. A hand reached for the book at my feet and when I looked up, Colin was standing there with amusement lining his eyes.
"You could have just asked someone for help, you know." he looked far too self-satisfied, and I couldn't help the disgruntled noise I released.
I frowned while rubbing the spot on my head the book hit. "It just had to be you again to save the day," I said sarcastically as I reached out to grab the book.
He held the book out of reach. "I was expecting a lot more gratitude than that."
