Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 137
“Jonah, Jonah, Jonah,” Weston grinned at me as I
stood in the doorway of my room with my hand on
the door. I raised an eyebrow as he smirked,
pushing past me. He walked over and closed my
book that was lying on my bed, not even bothering
to remember the page number.
“What?” I asked suspiciously. I picked the book back
up but he tossed it back down casually.
He grinned at me, eyes twinkling mischievously. I
feel a bit girly noticing these details. “Since you love
books so much, why don’t we make a run to the
“I have all the books I need for now, maybe some
other time,” I pointed towards my filled bookcase I’d
“Not enough! Besides, maybe there’s a nerdy girl
there for you to make friends with,” Weston winked
at me and as I went to reply, he cut me off. “Get
dressed, we’re leaving in twenty.”
He exited my room with a slam of the door. I glared
at the door. “Get ready we’re leaving in twenty,” I
mocked in a nasally voice.
The door opened and Weston poked his head in. “I
heard that,” he muttered. I tossed my book at the
door and he quickly closed it. Idiot.
“I’m Beverly, how may I help you?” the pretty
blonde at the counter asked. Her voice was a bit high
but I still smiled at her. Be friendly but not too
friendly; you don’t want to seem creepy. My eyes
grazed over the library as I took in the sight of a girl
reading, or studying, I’m not sure which one.
“I’m looking for a book,” Weston stated, leaning on
the counter flirtatiously. She grinned at him. “About
horses.” Her smile faltered and she typed, what I
assumed was the word ‘horses’ into the computer,
sighing lightly. While she was busy, West turned to
“It looks like I was right. Go over there,” West
pushed me slightly towards the girl I was looking at
earlier. She had curly brown hair and glasses that
rested on her nose. I shook my head and twisted
around, away from his hands.
“No! She’ll think I’m weird!” I whispered and West
thought for a moment.
“Go flirt with her; be confident; smirk a little; you’ll get
her number,” West stated and I shook my head.
I stood my ground. “No, I’m not doing it.”
“Do it,” Weston pleaded. I frowned slightly as he
gave me doe eyes. I grumbled under my breath as I
walked over to the girl. I ruffled my hair slightly.
Hopefully that’s attractive.
I stopped at her table and yanked the noisy chair out
from under the table. I winced at the sound. I took
Weston’s advice and smirked. I noticed that she was
reading a book about Adolf Hitler. As she looked up,
her eyes met mine and I avoided raising my
eyebrows. She was pretty. Her hair, although its
messy curls were surrounding her face like a lion, it
“What?” she snapped, causing me to raise my
eyebrows. I wasn’t expecting that. I thought she was
nerdy…the glasses gave off that nerdy vibe.
“Well, I’m here. What are your other two wishes?” I
asked her as I sat down. I racked my brain for more
pick-up lines. I shouldn’t have to use that many,
right? Soon enough, she’ll be blushing, right? Instead
of giggling and blushing like I expected, she
narrowed her eyes at me.
“For Channing Tatum, and then for you to go back to
where you came from,” she barked at me and I
didn’t miss a beat. That was expected.