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Chapter Two
Haley sat in the library, she had already set out her books in front of her, yet she couldn't concentrate until she had gotten this morning out of her head and on to paper. She reached under the table for her bag and pulled out her journal. Picking up where she left off, she recounted the morning's events.
This morning I bowed to royalty, in every sense of the word. I was late, I'm never late for anything, and maybe this was my punishment. Well lesson learned, it won't happen again. I can't believe that, no wait, I can believe how grossly unfair Mr Knightley was being. Two people were late today and guess what, only one was punished. And who do you punish, the prince or the lowly peasant girl? Well what do you expect from a society dominated by beauty and high school jocks over morals and common sense?
Someone walked by her desk and started scanning the English literature section of the library, directly in front of her. She was curious as to the identity of this blonde male, as he quickly looked in all directions to make sure he couldn't be seen. Haley quickly put her head down, pretending to write. Looking up a moment later she saw the blonde reach up to the top shelf retrieving a book. She saw the cover, Steinbeck, interesting. Haley couldn't believe her eyes as he turned to leave. Lucas Scott handed the book to the librarian at the desk, looking around again, he hid it in his bag and left the library. Of all the people she had expected to see, Lucas Scott would have been the last. Did he actually read the book or had he lost a bet? Either way Haley was intrigued. She turned back to her journal.
Finally the bell signalled the end of school, and Haley breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't think she could handle any more surprises today. She went to the library to collect the books her last class had specified, so she could work over the weekend. By the time she got to her locker, the corridor was empty, as it was a Friday everyone was long gone. She opened her locker juggling her books, almost dropping them. Once everything was in her bag she shut her locker and started for home.
Lucas ran out from the gym and headed for his locker. He slowed down as he saw something on the floor ahead of him; he bent down to pick up the leather like book. He turned it around in his hands looking for any identifying marks, but there was nothing.
"Scott!" Whitey yelled from the end of the corridor.
"I'm on my way coach." He called back.
Opening his locker, he pulled out his jersey and placed the book inside, running back to the gym.