WHAT'S LOVE?
se quicken. He hesitated, torn between staying put as Mia had in
s flashlight cutting through the darkness. "Mia," he called so
per in the library. "Stay where you are, Ale
h his hair. Her rejection still stung, but the tension of thei
rang out again, but this tim
ted. "There's s
arge glass windows that lined the library's east wall. She was staring out into the court
ool gate. A flashlight in the person's hand bobbed
," Mia said, her tone
over her shoulder. "You thi
ound the library until her eyes landed on a stack of books n
said, alarmed. "W
ore Alex could protest, she tapped the book agai
ep, his flashlight swin
exclaimed, his voice
hrough the window in deliberate, sweeping motions. The
she said, he
a few agonizing minutes before he finally reached it. From inside,
s furrowed in confusion. "What on earth are you kids doing in
ly, lowering her flashlight. "And yo
d. "Library's supposed to close at 5
ssion hardening. "Studying. Isn
dn't argue. He turned to Alex, who sh
for you?" th
" Alex s
before stepping aside to let them through. "Go on. And next tim
. She strode out of the library, her po
ex tried to fill the silence. "Well... that was l
d, her focus fixe
anks for getting his attention
r expression unreadable. "It wa
im off. "And don't think this changes anything,
x managed a weak smile.
er that, the tension betwe
tudents who couldn't follow the rules. Mia didn't even glance back as she disapp
ing his hands i
anytime soon," he muttered under hi
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