The handsome distraction.

Since even my friends were in love with Noah, he certainly didn't mean anything to me. One good evening my friends were at my dorm coming to check on me since I disappeared on the get-together night. I made up an excuse and told them that I had gotten a fever. They had doubts but believed my words like they always do. Maya popped the question that day, "can you give me your phone, we gotta make you follow Noah." She stopped. My heart skipped a beat and I ran out of breath out of nowhere. Was my blood level that lows on oxygen? Wasn't I breathing just fine? Weird enough, Maya had the guts to ask me what happened. I told her I needed air and she knew something was up.

I came outside my dorm to relax. Recently, Noah has been running in my mind like crazy. I didn't even know what was wrong with me, till Maya came outside. "You good?" she asked me. I was frightened by her tone. Since she knows something is up and knows me way too well to know if I'm lying. So I would be lying if I said I wasn't thinking of him constantly. Even if I did like him, he's way out of my league.

"You know me too well don't you?" I said, letting out a big sigh. "You certainly make it so easy and obvious for me to find out you are not good," she said. That is what I truly loved about Maya. She always understood me and was always comforting me whenever I felt bad.

"I was thinking about Noah," I murmured. "Noah Spark? Wait, you have grown feelings for someone after 15 years of your fully studying life?" Yeah, I knew she would say that. "Hey just because I'm thinking about someone doesn't mean I have feelings for him" I blushed. You are correct, I was blushing after having a straight face almost all my life. Maya sighed and told me that I can't be fixated on studies and that everyone deserves a break. She was right, but every moment I had was precious that I needed to study all the time to get into Yale College. It is an achievement to be there and I did not have a good reason to dump my work to party and have fun like everyone else. And little did you know, I was wrong.

Love has the craziest and weirdest entrances, judging from every Novel based on Romance, that I have found a new interest in! To be honest my favorite pick would be, Sci-fi or Mystery. It was weird for me to read stories and novels especially genres I never thought I would be taking a read from. The big talk about Romeo and Juliet was famous in my school because it was typically a novel written by someone dedicated to maybe a person he loved. Honestly, I wasn't liking the genre of Romance. But I really feel like it's their own emotion and I have nothing to do with it. Right? Just when I thought, he appeared again.

I was in the library that day, with some books, obviously getting ready for my exams that are coming up next month. I was out there picking books while I felt someone brush against my arm, I quickly turned around to get a glimpse of who that was. Obviously it was Noah Spark, just like I assumed. I wondered what he was doing here at the library.

He smiled at me. A smile that was pure, innocent, and adorable. It was our first moment.

My heart skipped a beat. Why would a guy like him smile at me? I caught myself staring before I could even smile back at him. "Hello, My name is Noah" he smiled again, while I was pulling myself together. He really is adorable just like how everyone said he was. I had to quickly make up words before I would die of shame. "Oh, Yes I know you. My name is Elena. You can call me El"

No. Nobody can call me El except for Alexa and Maya, but my tongue slipped there. It was almost as if I wanted him to be close to me. I dazed out again, just wondering how stupid I sounded. "Okay, El. I'm just here to find some books for poetry and some inspiration to write some" God, okay. I cannot lose focus. If I do, I would lose everything. So I had to work. "I'm sorry but maybe the librarian can help you out with that? I'm really not used to this library" I said. It kind of hurt my feelings and I figured it would've hurt him as well because his face got dull as soon as I spoke my words. "Heh, that's okay" he smiled. He turned around and left. I felt bad, talking to him almost felt natural, except I had to pull a few strings of words together to talk to him.

That was the end of my awkward day with Noah, which the day ended with me thinking about how stupid I sounded. Most importantly, the fact that I'm even thinking about him is killing me. There's something about his smile that's just so pure. Yeah, I shouldn't think about him. That's for the best. I was wrong again.