What's Her Face?: Part 13
In one way, I absolutely love Alexia from saving my butt that very moment, but in another way, I hate her for getting that cute boy apparently named Eric to give me a tour of the school. Even though she only had known me for a few hours, she knew I wasn’t too good with boys.
“This is the main library,” said Eric as we peered in through the doors.
“Cool,” I said. “Books are my best friend!” Oh my god.
WHY DID I SAY THAT ?!?!?!
“Nice,” said Eric as we headed down the hall.
“Are we even allowed in the hallways this late?” I asked, peering at one of the clocks that read 10:16.
“Well, not really, so let’s keep it down, okay?” I nodded.
We walked down the hall and took a left.
“Down here is the teacher’s lounge and,” Eric said, stopping when we heard foot steps.
“What now?” I whispered.
“In here,”. Eric grabbed my arm and pulled me into a Janitor’s closet. It smelled like bleach and the floors were damp with dirty mop water, but I was cramped up with Eric and that wasn’t too bad.