The Teachers Assistant [mf]

I was most likely going to be the only one who showed up out of my group. Probably because everyone else thought the final would be easy. I didn’t think I’d have any trouble with it either, but I’d take any excuse to be alone with her.

Walking through the library I saw it was mostly empty except for a few what I assumed to be seniors spread sporadically, nose deep in their textbooks. Their baggy sweatpants and sweatshirts gave them away.

Then there was her; nestled in a back corner, out of view of everything else, surrounded by shelves of books, wearing one of her yellow sundresses that I quickly noticed was on the shorter side.

“Hey, sorry I’m late.” I say as I put my things down next to the table. I go and stand against the wall with my hands in my pocket, trying not to look too excited.

“It’s okay, you’ll probably be the only one coming anyway.” she replies with a smirk.

As soon as I hear that my heart speeds up a little.