Jacob

I can't believe it. It finally happened and I don't even know the poor girls name. She just looks like an ordinary teenaged girl in her black sweatshirt with "Cullman Bearcat Soccer" written in gold and #10 on her hood, jeans, and her hot pink and black shoes. There was a green flowery notebook open in front of her, a purple pen lazily thrown to the side, her 340 question history final study guide, finished with the pages worn from constant flipping, a book left open laying face down keeping her page, green headphones thrown on the table, a laptop in her lap, and a what seemed empty sheet of copier paper sitting in front of her.

She was in the library studying for finals the next day, or she was, I noticed, until she decided she had had enough and turned on her computer to play solitaire.

She was fixing her bangs again when she saw took a glance around and noticed me looking at her.

Now she thinks I am a stalker, great. I knew I shouldn't have followed her into here.

Alex

That was weird. I look up to fix my bangs for the thousandth time, and someone was staring right at me. I wonder what that was all about. Maybe I had messed up my bangs by trying to get them to lay flat so I looked horribly idiotic. Stupid cow-lick, I couldn't get it to stay down for anything, and it was right on the side of my head. Sometimes I could straighten it over and over and get through 1st period with it looking alright, but later it would pop up right back again.

I was trying to study here in the library but I kept getting distracted by a loud group of girls at the table next to me, a kid with his music blaring behind me, and another loud group of kids in front of me making what seemed to be gun noises, some people need to grow up. I turned on the computer as a last resort, if I couldn't find anything on here to do in peace and quiet for at least 10 minutes I would have nothing better to do than to go home.

"Ha ha ha!"

"Croooosh!"

That is it, I am gone. The gun group in front of me was getting even louder and I couldn't find any way possible to get my 3 of clubs to go on the board.

It took a good 5 minutes just to get everything rounded up off the table before I could finally get out of here, if there was one thing I did now, it was how to make a mess, and mom and dad kept me noted on that 24/7.