Awkward

It was summer. A wednesday afternoon. I walked into the library and recognized her

immediately by her long blonde hair. I automatically went to the other side of the room, where ifshe did see me, she would only see the back of me and hopefully she wouldn't want to talk. I loadup my email. Oh my god. I have a message from her boyfriend. Please, not this. I hate drama. Iam drama's life enemy. I would do anything to save my world from it even if it means appearingemotionless altogether and cutting a few ties here and there. I read the message.
It's more lame B.S.
Move to trash. sign out. Exit library. She waves at me on my way out. I wave back. "Seeyou later?" "yeah, see ya"
Life is so weird.