The Library

You decide the Library is the best, as It is usually quiet and on a day like today, there is never many people on the second floor so you could help each other out with homework and still be able to talk a lot. You wait until the professor calls it for the day and you pack up your bag, other than the assignment you've been working on during class. You hand it in to your class folder before heading out to the library. You take a shortcut though the Leblanc Residence on the way to meet me. You head in, going up the stairs and finding me face down in a textbook. Quietly sneaking up behind, you tap my right shoulder before heading left, catching me with the childhood trick. I smile as I look the other way at you and kiss you on the lips, playfully biting down on your lower lip as payback for the trick. You raise an eyebrow as if to ask "Are you really going to pull that stunt here?" before we exchange how our days have gone. "Wanna help me with studying for exam?" You ask, which gets an eye roll in response. "Its not even a week away, you really need to relax. You will absolutely do fine. I know you."

You get up and look through your bag, pulling out cue cards "No. I do need to relax, you know how much this exam is worth for my final mark. Now take these."

I sigh as I shuffle them and begin to ask out questions, watching you consistently responding almost immediately, getting every question right other then two.

"Twenty-eight out of thirty.. not bad at all." I say as I put them down on the table. You look visibly upset, being disappointed you didn't know the other two questions that you got wrong. I quickly sneak off, finding a bean bag chair easily as there are only a handful of other people on the other side of the floor, coming back. I whisper loudly "Heads up!" before tossing the beanbag at you. You jump not expecting the bag to come flying in your direction and fall down to the ground as it hits you with some ****. I can't hold back my laughter as I run to check on you. It takes a moment for me to stop my chuckling and stick my arm out for you to grab. You grab my hand and I go to pull up, however you pull towards yourself and make me land down face first on the carpet next to you. We both start laughing but quickly cover each others mouths before we get in trouble.