A.N: Yes, this once was part of Fools in Love, but for some reason the author is making me put this under my own name, do not ask why. It was her birthday, so I was TRYING to make her happy, I think I succeeded :P

Disclaimer: If I owned this I wouldn't be writing this.

In the Previous Chapter:

I enter my house and run into my room, dropping my bag next to my desk, I jump onto my bed, letter at hand. I slowly open it, curiosity getting the better of me, sad to say. I read the contents of the letter out loud...:

Let me see if you can figure out who I am.
My hints are simple, with twists around, of course.
Don't you believe opposites attract?
Because I do
Sincerely yours,
Your Secret Admirer.

'What kind of letter IS this? Not exactly a love letter… but then what is it if it's not!? Some sort of mystery letter perhaps? And there are more to come?'

I groan as my head starts spinning with questions. At this rate, I can kiss my homework and study time goodbye!!

Lessons Of Love

The Candidates

It's been 3 days after I received that letter. It's Monday now. Like an idiot I've been, not looking, but scanning and digging through my locker for the next letter. Just like an obsessive fool. Like a stupid and obsessive fool. I'm a complete and total idiot.

ARGH!!

Its lunch now and I found my way to the library again, just like I do nearly every lunch time. I love the library. People can think I'm weird for that, I don't care. I love it here. The silence and occasional sound of a turning page or someone coming in, that was the only disruption this place ever got. I liked it that way. Occasionally Hayner or pence might join me when I come here. It didn't matter. I wasn't going to force them to come here, especially when they have nothing to do but talk and disturb me. If anything, I liked being here WITHOUT them. I could bask in my books, undisturbed.

Going through a shelf filled with books in the 'A' section. I spot a book I've been waiting for, "Pride and Prejudice". I've wanted it for ages, but whenever I come here, it's always taken. Hayner always said to go get it in a bookstore whenever he accompanied me here. He only said that after I started frowning in disappointment at it not being there. The boy has no discretion. But what's unlucky for me, is that it's on the top shelf.

Groaning, I try to jump to get it, failing miserably in the progress. Extending my hand to try and grab it, I jump again. Cursing under my breath, I jump again. But no matter how many times I jumped, I can't reach it. It's no use. I let out a long and exasperated sigh, looking up at the book longingly.

I hate being short. I guess that in reality I wasn't THAT short. But right now, I sure as hell felt short. I was slightly below average height. And that put me in a disadvantage sometimes. This would be one of those 'sometimes'.

Suddenly, a long arm stretched over my head, getting the book I wanted. Biting my tongue, I was going to lash at the person for taking the book I wanted. I mean, I WAITED MONTHS FOR THAT BOOK!! It's just that someone always took it before I could get it….

Turning around to face the person, I was about to scream at whoever it was at the top of my lungs, for he would certainly deserve it. I mean, I WAS WAITING FOR MONTHS!! And I mean MONTHS!! But to my surprise, it was Seifer.

What's HE doing in the library?? I WASN'T EVEN AWARE THAT SEFIER COULD READ!! Okay…. That was harsh…. But he's going to take my book!! I can't let him get away with that!!

Looking down to look at me, I suddenly felt demoted. He didn't have to make it look THAT apparent that I was so much shorter than him. It was plain rude! Opening my mouth to say something, he cuts in by handing me the book. With my mouth open, I wordlessly reach out for it and take it.

I looked up at him curiously, "What are you doing in the library?" I asked, well to be fair it sort of burst out…. I didn't even know I said it till I hear it. But then again, Hayner would throw a fit if I was too friendly with our 'enemy', how immature!! Biting my tongue, I repent by saying, "Thank you for helping me." He didn't seem to care about the difference. But I was really thankful for him getting it for me.

Answering my previous question, "Uh... Rai dragged us here!" He tells me with haste, scratching the back of his head nervously, obviously wishing that he didn't have to answer that question. Rai, who I just notice, steps into view from behind him, "B-but I don't read books, y'kno--" Seifer smacks his head quickly, to shut him up.

I silently smile to myself, what a random excuse, clearly a lie. I may be bad at lying, but I sure as hell know when someone's lying to me. And whoever lies to me, can be sure to have their ears ringing within a few seconds.

Looking up at Seifer again, he was looking away, scratching the back of his head bashfully, when it suddenly turned dark and angry. Looking at where he was looking, I saw Hayner coming with Pence following behind him. Hayner was beyond angry, he looked beyond pissed as well, while Pence was just trying to keep up, studying the hatred between Seifer and Hayner and he panted. Looking back up at Seifer, whatever warmth had been there, it's sure as hell isn't there anymore; he's turned back to his cold self again.

Blending in with the background like Naminé always does, I watch them both bicker amongst themselves, clearly oblivious to anyone around them, let alone the angry glare of the librarian and anyone else who was reading in a 20 meter distance. Sweat dropping as I watch them both for red with anger, I was sorely tempted to giggle at them. They looked like idiots.

Snapping back to my senses, I have to resist the urge to break up the fight and to let my library go back to its peace and quiet. As I stopped leaning on a nearby wall, I walk up towards the both of them, to try and break them apart, failing to fight with the part of me that loved this place to death, and the part that didn't want to see Hayner glare at me. It was a weak argument between them.

When I reach 5 steps away from them, Seifer abruptly leaves, "Have fun with your GIRLFRIEND wimp!!" he shouts behind his shoulder. I was used to it. Everyone always teased Hayner about us getting together. Like always, I calmly ignored it. I was more than used to it. I never cared about what people thought of me. As long as my close friends knew the truth, that was all that mattered.

But Hayner wasn't like that. Whenever someone said ANYTHING like that, he'd throw a small fit. Like a child. I watched him go scarlet in rage, it wouldn't surprise me if he couldn't see clearly, he has so much blood in his face, and it was bound to make his vision haze up a bit. I roll my eyes at his response to the comment though. Why is he still affected by it? Especially when near everyone teases him only because he has that response?

Staring down at the book in my hands, I found myself wondering absent-mindedly, 'Seifer isn't all that bad….. is he?'