Perfectly Star-Crossed Chapter Two- Librarian, not a teacher

By Monday, (actually by the following morning,) my excitement had worn out. I despised the human race, but the ones that got my heart jumping and the hormones racing were the worst. I planned to really destroy this one. I was not going to do a half ass job. I was going to rip his heart out and he had no clue. I smiled bitterly at the thought.

West side high school was just like every other high school I had ever attended. There was way too much blue and brown in the place, so I assumed those were the school colors. It had the same smells, a mixture of overcooked cafeteria food, old books and body odor. I made a disgusted face and suddenly heard a low chuckle, lacking any real humor.

"That is a great look for you," I turned and saw none other than the boy I was supposed to woo. I rolled my eyes and started walking away, I figured he would stop me, they usually do. But as I walked further away, I realized, he wasn't going to. I smirked as I walked through the office doors. I loved a good challenge.

It was nice to have a high school mission, they came so rarely now. The only good part about the whole thing was the classes. Fortunately for me, the guy was smart, so I didn't get stuck in boring classes all day. My schedule went like this: First hour- Physical Education, I really hoped the teacher would work us hard and not be a pansy. Second hour- Calculus. Third hour - Advanced Biology. Fourth hour came after lunch and was ancient history. Fifth hour- creative writing two, and lastly I was the teacher's assistant in the library.

I was thinking the Boss had lost his touch. The guy had to think it was suspicious… A new girl shows up at school and has all the same classes as him. I couldn't tell what he was thinking though, whether he thought it was odd or not. I had a system, and I was foreseeing problems with it right from the beginning.

Since we were both helping out in the library, it was inevitable we were going to have to work together. So that shot my usual strategy down the toilet. I did get spared one day though, I was called to the office for a meeting with the counselor last hour.

It wasn't hard to come up with a new plan. I would just go on as normal until I was forced to have to speak to him, and then maybe I could skip the first part and shorten the mission.

So, Tuesday I went all day without incident, finding out all I could about this guy without asking or ever really trying. Luckily for me, he was highly gossiped about. I found out his name was Isaiah, he never really talked to anybody, he was often found at clubs, drove a ninja, and supposedly had killed seventeen people, just because he felt like it. I expected it all to be true, except maybe the last part, but if the Boss was after him, maybe that was true as well.

When I got to sixth hour, things changed a little bit. The librarian was very characteristic. She insisted I call her Emily, saying Mrs. Was her mother-in-law. She was loud and talked with her hands a lot. She showed me what to do herself, saying that Isaiah would never talk to me, although I could tell she liked him. Everything was going fine until she dragged me to a corner and started whispering like a middle school student.

"Now, I've been waiting for a pretty girl to show up here and get Isaiah to come out of his shell. So, I know it will be hard work, but- now don't get offended- I want you to try and hook up with him… If you know what I mean," she wiggled her eyebrows at me. I didn't know if I should get offended or bust up laughing. What would Delilah Dixon do? I wavered between the two and decided on the latter.

"Please, tell me you're kidding," she shook her head violently.

"No! I'll even give you extra credit," at that I started laughing again.

"You're a teacher, for heaven's sake! Aren't you supposed to encourage me to have good morals and stuff? And you're here telling me to try and get some random guy to sleep with me!"

"One, I am a librarian, not a teacher. Two, he's not a random guy. I like him very much, he's very intelligent. And three, there will be no sleeping involved," my laughter stopped as I realized just how serious she was.

"I will do my best to get him to fornicate with me, Emily," she smiled. Good. I think this will be very good.