Today,another day in this hellhole where some of the students running around like raptors were released for the first time because they were held captive in their raptor cage.

Yes,dinosaurs. I love them. But I'm not a nerd of dinosaurs. I just know a few. You know,that type of person who just likes it but doesn't love it.

Like and love are very two different things.

Like meant,that when you pick a flower at the park,you'll keep it on your hand and you'll throw it away on the ground eventually.

Love meant,that when you picked a flower,you'll plant it,took care of it,water it every single day until it grows beautifully.

That's what it meant.

People are mistakenly misusing these two words. It's either they don't know the meaning or they wanted to make the person feel they're loved. Or other reasons.

Now I'm in class--Geography actually--reading a book. At my desk,silently. Without no interruptions.

A slam on my table made me flinched. I sighed and looked up to see my best friend,Evie. Evie Andrews. My tablemate basically. Right in front of me.

"So,what you reading?" She smiled,eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Oh you know,the usual. Two Summers. A great book actually. I'd love to go to France and meet a guy named Jacques and fell in love with him. With no drama happened," I paused. I closed my book then looked at her again,"ya know,daddy issues." I whispered to her.

"Ooh." She nodded.

"Any news? You know,after you just ruined my fangirling mode while reading." I said. I was so pissed. Jacques is like the best boy in France. I love how reading would give you this effect on you. You know?

"Yeah actually. That's what im here for." She said. I cocked my eyebrow. "It's about your love life." I narrowed my eyes at her thsn sighed. Again.

"Evie,I told you. I don't want to talk about it. We've been over this,remember?" Like I said,I'm not the type who would sit and talk about love life. As much as I want to,the person who I talked to would be weird out or feel disgusted because I don't usually act like this. So it made sense why they'd do that.

But deep inside me,I'd want it to happen. Of course Evie's there,but I don't trust her.

One time,I told her about my crush was,she fucking made it so obvious until my crush noticed it and be like 'im not interested. Sorry.' Since then,I never trust her with my secrets anymore.

Some of them are still kept hidden in a jar inside of me. Some of them were at her. But thise secrets had turned into dust. I don't really care about them anymore.

"But it's entertaining." She pouted. Resting her face on her palms on my desk. Her seat was in front of me.

Did I mention that our teacher arrived late during Geography class? She took 10 minutes walking from the office to our class. And when she wants to get something from the office and come back here,we'd have to wait like,about 20 minutes--it's actually 10 or 15 minutes but eh--but we don't mind.

Take as long as you like.

I'd just laugh to any of those statements like that. But also felt bad for her because sometimes the statements were harsh.

"No,Evie. How many times do I have to tell you?" I said,getting annoyed by her pushing the topic. I hate when people push the topic that i don't like to talk about. Like,for real. "Besides,no one likes me. Why should I bother? I can do boy-hunting after I graduate from this hellhole."

"Fine. You're no fun. That's all I wanna ask. I guess its no use asking you that again." Duh. Of course it won't work. When I said I don't wanna talk about it,then the answer is no. Nothing can change what it wants. Unless I changed my mind about it.

We heard footsteps coming from the hall. All the students who's walking around in the class,was going back to their own places. Some was still remarking the statements of how slow she is. Sometimes I got annoyed or mad. Because they just won't stop judging. Like,bruh chill.

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Next up,I got a free period. So I go to library. Evie went somewhere else with her friends. Probably a bit pissed at me. Not my fault. She asked me. I reply. And the amswer is no. But she don't wanna accept it. Her loss.

When I got a friend or a best friend,I'd allow them to hang out with whoever they want to. Because I want them to have a chance to hangout with the others while the chance is still there.

Not the ones who'd just cling to you 24/7 like she's/he's your fucking assistant or something. That's one of the good stuff about me. People who're friends with me,are lucky. I'm a Scorpio after all.

I sit at my usual spot in the library and continue to read my- library's book. If only this place is a coffee shop or a Café. That'd be awesome.

I put on my earbuds on and turn on the music. I listen while reading. It gives you the feels at some parts. Which give you a booster or double feeling. Which is good and worth it.

I was reading until I heard a door closed.

Someone's here.

That's weird. More like something's off. No one ever goes to library except me. I looked up from my book to see a guy. I've never seen him before in this school. That's when I realised.

He's a new student.

I watched him as he goes to one of shelves to search for a book to read. I sound like a stalker. But that's what I love to do. Spying on people. I wanna be a spy after all.

His hair was short--obviously--but like those cute boys style of hair. His clothes are casual. Almost look like those typical nerd boys(Like Tom Holland wearing that shirt on Homecoming). Yeah,that kind. His hair is brown though. Same as mine. Then I realised.

I was checking him out.

I'm. Checking. A boy. Out. Holy shit. I was about to tear my eyes off him until he caught me staring at him. I widen my eyes in shock.

Oh god.

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YAY ANOTHER CHAPTER. Ugh im terrible at describing boy's looks. But it's okay,I'll improve in ths future!

Stay whelmed. Dont cut,ure loved.

-naomi <3