I walked the halls, which suddenly became noisy again, by the way, like you guys just disappeared, so I had to deal with dodging bodies as I went to the library. I make it through and stand at the library doors.
It's quiet because who would stay back in here after school but he would. I walk past the shelves to the corner where the light is like a soft hum and is blocked from the outside.
He was there like always, reading a thick book, his black hair resting on his large glasses that blocked his eyes and half of his face, leaving only the sharp jawline and thin arched lips. His loose sleeve brushes against the pages of the book because he wears a slightly larger uniform.
He snapped the book shut, then stood up from the desk, walked to the shelf behind me, and dropped 'Advanced Textbook of Psychology ' by S.K Mandal, standing beside me.
"So," he said, sitting back down.
I sat opposite him and explained what happened today starting from lunchtime. He never goes for lunch and goes early to class, so we don't interact much in school, but we are best friends, I think. He tapped his artist finger on the table graceful as always.
"My lunch," he said. I'm sure you've noticed that he's a man of few words. Honestly, he didn't speak to me at first, but now, if I really try, I can squeeze out a short sentence.
"That's all you have to say," I say, pouting, but I still go back to my locker where the sandwich lay forgotten, then walk back, tossing it at him and crossing my arms.
"Thank you." he ate the sandwich, slowly taking his time until it was no more.
"Satisfactory," he said, wiping his hand with a tissue, and I smiled at him cheekily. He has this thing about making his own food so I forced him to teach me how because I was curious and it took a month for him to at least eat a bite, he would look at it and dump it in the trash saying garbage and since I didn't want him to be hungry I had to force feed him an energy bar because he forgets breakfast too.
"What do you think," I said tapping my foot on the floor.
He stood up, wrapped his arm around my back, and hugged me, patting my head soothingly. I was stunned because he doesn't like people touching him.
This reminded me of how we met; I was browsing through the library books when I coincidentally knocked into him, of course, he gave me a frosty glare, and I glared back while sincerely apologizing. Long story short, I came back regularly because teasing him was fun, especially when I would poke his cheek.
He ignored me at first, but then he started responding with cutting remarks, then I tried harder, and he just gave up and accepted it. Now I'm his only friend.
"So you do like me," I say feeling giddy
"If you are just randomly going to speak, then keep silent," he said, pinching my cheeks. Translation: if you know it, then why make noise? Wow, even his translation is cutting. I grinned at him like an idiot hugging back tightly.
"Let go," he said, flicking my head, and I removed my arms so that I could rub my head, pouting.
"Ash is waiting for me, " I said, watching as his lips turned flat; he doesn't like people that much.
"Noisy people" Translation: I don't want to stay with them more than I have to.
" Thank you," I said, smiling sweetly.
He picked up his bag from the floor and looked at me, and then I walked in front, leading the way. We met her with the new guy and Kenneth surprisingly.
"What are you doing here, Kenneth," I said, stopping, and the person beside me stopped, too, I'm sure, with a stoic expression.
"We are friends, aren't we," he said, his hands in his jeans, grinning like an idiot. Well, he isn't wrong. He has been friends with Ash since we moved here. I mean, for a quirky comedian, he sure is cute with a lean build, strawberry-blonde hair, blue eyes, and an innocent-looking face.
"You don't have to. It's probably going to be dangerous," Ash said, looking concerned. She's right about that. He certainly isn't a fighter but he is knowledgeable about random stuff.
"I may not help in fighting, but at least it's better than leaving you alone with a complete stranger," he said, nudging his chin at the other guy. I was like ooh, this smells like love rivalry. Where's the popcorn when you need it.
"I am going with Zee, so I'm not alone," she said, bringing me into this. I just shrugged.
"Yeah, she has me, so don't worry," I mumbled, knowing it wasn't going to work.
"No offense, but I don't think she can last a day without spacing out," he said, snorting.
Well, he just lost five points from me. Maybe I should just root for the other guy.
"I beat you up just last week. Don't test me," I said, smiling and not smiling at the same time. The audacity to challenge me, who had practiced every type of martial art since I was a kid, just because I watched too much Dragon Ball Z and how to use a dagger on YouTube because of Akagame ga Kill, an anime.
"He can come if he wants to but don't expect me to protect you," Tobias said, ending the conversation. This guy gives a boss vibe but not as much as the iceberg beside me who started looking at me just as I thought about him... scary.
"Is Derrick joining us?" she said, turning to him, but he just gave her a curt nod looking away, looking uninterested in it all. So I pinched his wrist and whispered look, it's a very interesting drama, but he ignored me hmph....jerk.
"Great, where to now," Ken said, trying to lighten the awkward mood; I gave him a thumb, up, thinking that the plot should progress unless it would be boring to me, the number one viewer.
"I need to pick something up from home," Ash said and I instantly knew she must be talking about the only things her parents left to her.....and if you haven't noticed we're both orphans, how else would she not be worried that they came after her parents and I was adopted as her playmate by her parents when I was 10 because she is like super rich. Derrick is an orphan, too, but I don't know anything else because he's a mystery.
"They are probably waiting for you there," Tobias said
"It's very important that I get it," she said, looking determined. Ooh, it's the first time these two have a conflict, and yup, they have been staring into each other's eyes for about two minutes now while I smacked on my imaginary popcorn, and Ken looked like an abandoned puppy.
"Fine, but you have to obey everything I say," he said, gritting his teeth. Wooh she won this round.
"Fine" she said then stomped away followed by Tobias looking frustrated and Ken looking determined. I looked excited while that guy was ignored throughout this discussion looking at us like idiots.
"Don't cause trouble" he said beside me but I just winked .