Anna

It was 11.40AM.

I sat stock still in the school library, a copy of Hamlet, my notebook, notes and a pen lay spread out before me on the table.

Now I just needed one more thing.

Zac Efron.

We had agreed to meet during free period on Monday morning in the library at 11.30 on the dot. I'm certain he said the library. A rush of panic surged through me as I realised that I might have gotten it wrong. I told myself to calm down and that I was being silly. He had said the library, of course he'd said the library, I mean, where else could we go? He was just 10 minutes late. It didn't mean anything. It was a Monday morning; he'd probably had a crazy, fun-filled superstar weekend and was running a little late, that was all.

Then again, what if he hadn't been serious at all? He had been in kind of a rush when I had stopped him in the hallway and asked him about when he wanted to get together to study. Vanessa had shot me a dirty look as she placed a possessive hand on Zac's shoulder, and he had seemed slightly uncomfortable. Maybe he had just said that to get me off his back.

I pouted to myself as I toyed around with the pen. It was 11.52AM now. He was nearly half an hour late. This sucked. I was getting stood up by Zac Efron... Well, not stood up in the 'dating' sense, but stood up nonetheless. Maybe the thought of spending time with me repulsed him so much that he couldn't bear to come to the session. I could feel my heart breaking before anything had even happened. I hadn't even so much as kissed this guy and yet he had managed to trample all over my feelings.

I sighed as I looked around the library. A librarian was standing opposite my table at a row of bookshelves, she was arranging the books. Three nerdy looking boys were closely huddled around a computer a table away from mine; they kept looking up and shooting suspicious looks around them and seemed on edge. It couldn't have been more obvious that they were watching porn if they had stepped out into the middle of the library and shouted 'I'm perverted, I need a girlfriend!'

Next to them was a guy I recognised from English Lit, but he was very quite, I'd never spoken to him. He was kind of cute, in the silent and reserved kind of way. He had jet black hair and piercing green eyes; he was well built too. He had a habit of wearing dark colours; he normally wore dark brown, grey or black. I couldn't say his style in clothing didn't suit him. He was sitting alone at the table; he was known to be kind of a loner, from what I had heard, his head was firmly stuck in a thick book.

The only other person in the library was Fatima, she was sitting a couple of tables away with her friend, a guy I know from Biology, Callum. They were both looking at something on the computer in front of them and Callum was laughing. It suddenly registered to me that the two made a very cute couple. Although I would never mention it to Fatima, she would probably kill me. I had joked about Callum being her boyfriend the first time I had seen the two of them together and she had almost murdered me. I smiled a little to myself at the memory. Fatima looked up from the computer and her eyes met mine. She gave me a sympathetic smile as she saw the chair next to mine was empty.

I groaned inwardly as I looked away from her, feeling humiliated. I looked up at the clock, it was 12.15PM. Well, enough was enough. Zac might be a big star but if he didn't want to bother to turn up for a meeting he'd arranged, then that was his loss. I mean, he was losing the grades, not me.

I quickly gathered my books together and shoved everything into my schoolbag and then began to leave. I meandered my way through the tables, in a rush to get away and not looking where I was going, like an idiot, I clambered into someone. My bag dropped to the floor along with their books.

"Oh! I'm so sorry-" I rushed to bend down and pick them up. The person also did the same. Our heads bumped.

"Ow!" I yelped and looked up to see the dark haired, quiet boy who I had seen reading a book before rubbing his head.

"It's OK." He laughed a little nervously. The librarian at the bookshelf hissed angrily at us with a 'Shhh!'

"No it's not…" I whispered. "I'm an idiot, I wasn't looking where I was going."

We both bent down, I picked up one of his books for him.

"Well, we're all entitled to stupidity every once in a while." He smiled a little as I handed it to him. I nodded and smiled back politely. I could see Fatima out of the corner of my eye making her way towards me. I really didn't need one of her Zac lectures right now. I gave another quick polite smile to the guy whose name I still didn't know, who for some strange reason was still standing there in front of me, and quickly dashed out of the library.

The second I got down the stairs and into the hallway, I sighed a breath of relief. I looked around hopefully, hoping to maybe catch Zac running down the hallway in a rush to get to the library, to come and apologise to me for being so late… Ha, fat chance!

I was supposed to be teaching Zac Efron. Huh! That was a joke.

I scowled at myself as I walked down the hallway to my next class.

Zac

The only feeling I could use to describe this amazing moment was… amazing. I couldn't have felt happier right now if I'd just watched the Mets play at the Dodgers stadium with VIP seats. Now that I think about it, I probably could get VIP seating. Now that was a thought…

"Mm…"

I smiled down at the beautiful, dark haired goddess that lay in my arms. She was mumbling in her sleep again. I leaned my head closer to hers, I could feel her hot breath on my neck and left ear.

"Zac…" She moaned. I smiled.

"Vanessa…" I mimicked her soft tone and her eyes flew open. She immediately bolted upright in the bed, slamming her arm into my head, wrapping the white bed-sheets around her naked chest.

"Ow… Jesus!" I groaned as I moved away from her, clutching my head as pain shot through it.

"Zac… God, I'm sorry." She sighed, looking less startled now.

"Do you kill every guy you sleep with?" I asked, smiling a little now at her expression. She looked worried; she was cute when she looked worried. She gave a little smile now.

"Nope. It's just you." She giggled.

"Well, then…" I inched closer to her and put my arms around her, "I feel really special."

She giggled again and I smiled down at her. Her dark brown eyes, her thick eye-lashes, her beautifully chiselled cheek-bones… she was perfect. I could never take my eyes off her.

And then I did. I saw the clock, and instantly kicked myself for looking away from Vanessa. It was 11.42AM. It suddenly struck to me that I was late. I immediately released Vanessa, whose head hit the pillow.

"Ow!" She whined, her smile fading as she frowned.

"Now we're even." I laughed as I sprinted out of the bed, naked, and into the bathroom.

"Cute butt!" She wolf-whistled after me as I laughed as I hopped into the shower, not bothering to close the bathroom door behind me. Vanessa soon followed after me; she was wearing my blue t-shirt. She walked over to the sink and started brushing her teeth.

"I was planning on wearing that shirt today." I said, sticking my head out of the shower. She turned around and shot me a 'so what?' look. I laughed.

"It's one of the perks I get for being so small and short. I can wear anything of yours." She shrugged as she rinsed off her toothbrush.

I stepped out of the shower, wrapping my towel around me and walked over to her, hugging her from behind. She groaned, looking annoyed, as I knew she would.

"Ugh, Zac…. you're getting everything wet." She whined.

"It's my shirt…" I said in a sing-song voice. I didn't really mind her wearing my clothes, she always did. I just loved to tease her. "How would you like it if I wore your new wonderbra?"

"I…" Vanessa frowned. "Why would you wear my wonderbra?!" She laughed and I hugged her closer to me.

"So, what was the rush…? Getting out of bed like that?" Vanessa quizzed. "Because it seems to me like you want to go back…"

I smiled at her. "I do… but… I'm late for school."

Vanessa shrugged and looked at me. "We're always late for school."

"Yeah, but I was supposed to be doing a revision session with this girl from Eng Lit…" I walked out of my bedroom and saw the clock. It was 12.15AM.

"It looks like I'm too late now anyway." I sighed and sat down on the bed. Vanessa came and sat next to me.

"She was supposed to be teaching me, I'm failing…" I felt distressed. I couldn't bear to fail.

"Well, I'm sure I could teach you a thing… or two." Vanessa smiled coyly as she leaned over and kissed me. Her lips felt so soft, so right. I instantly forgot everything and anything about school, work, deadlines, interviews, magazines… It was just me and her again. And I never wanted it to end.

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