Prologue:

Do you know what I hate the most?

Book reports, that's what.

Don't get me wrong, though. I like reading just like any other bookworm out there. It's just that I don't enjoy making reports about what I have read. I mean, isn't it already enough that I have read the story and know about it? Isn't it enough that I have been able to appreciate a work of art of another person?

My next book report is due in a week. I'm supposed to do one on Odyssey this time. So naturally, I came into the library to find the book, read it and get the annoying report over with. But while scavenging through shelves of classics and historic literature, what do I find on the other side?

My boyfriend smooching with Lara Cunning.

Ex-boyfriend, Sam. He's you're EX.

Right, right. Let's rephrase:

What do I find on the other side? My EX-boyfriend smooching with Lara Cunning.

In the next shelf opposite the one I was searching through, no less!

So let me give you a little background:

Lance and I had been together for almost two years now until just recently, he'd told me it was time for both of us to just move on, that our time was fun while it lasted and that he wanted me to know that he still loved me.

I locked myself in my room and just literally bawled over the situation through the weekend. Of course I was torn and it felt like my heart shattered into million pieces. I loved Lance. He was actually the first boy who asked me out on a date, the first boy who had the nerve to send me anything during Valentine's day and surprise me on my birthday, the first boy who ever kissed me (he was a good kisser, by the way), the first boy I told my dad about, the first boy that made my stomach churn at the sound of his name or when he simply greets me in the morning. He was the first boy that I was so sure I was head-over-heels in love with. Now who in the right mind wouldn't lock herself in her room for two whole days and waste her time crying over something she could not change when she had just lost the sweetest boy she might ever had a chance with?

In a matter of just three days, I heard the news that he and Lara were together. I didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know that he left me for her. Yeah, it sucked, but I was so over him. Fortunately, those two days of flooding my room with my own tears wasn't too much of a waste.

Watching them, I wondered if she is a better kisser than I was. Maybe he didn't like the way I kissed him. I wondered if she noticed and liked how he always had this minty breath to him even after have Mexican for dinner. I wondered if she loves him as much as I did. I wondered if she knew the little things he liked—cars, colors, food, etc… and if she plans five months ahead of his birthday for his present. I wondered if she was as fun to be with as I was. Maybe he got bored just being with me. If that was the reason, then I hope I don't stay that boring for too long. I wondered if he said the things he told me to her. I wondered if he took her to the places he took me to. I wondered if he really loved her more than me and if I loved and trusted him too much—more than he could have repaid me for.

Oh gosh, his hands are creeping up her shirt. This wasn't a sight I enjoyed at all. Totally uncalled for and unethical for a library! I didn't want to look at all. It was none of my business but ironically, I was too shocked to look away.

"Jealous?"

My head snapped to the direction of the voice.

"Geez, Chloe, I didn't see you there. I almost had a heart attack." I laughed nervously.

Chloe is this girl I grew up with. No, we aren't too close, though. Chloe's kind of the blonde-blue eyed beauty who's got a rich daddy and is the captain of the cheerleading squad. Yeah, she fit the stereotype of a queen bee perfectly because, well, that's her.

"What are you talking about?" I tried faking. I was frantic to look for a perfect cover-up.

"I couldn't help noticing you were getting all green-eyed just looking over there." She snickered. She'd seen Lance and Lara too. In fact, I'm pretty sure lots of people already have except Ms. Ridges who's totally oblivious to what's really happening most of the time.

"What do you mean? I'm just looking for that book I need for my report… from afar." I smiled, trying to look completely innocent. "Speaking of which, have you seen Odyssey? I need that. My paper's due in a week."

She rolled her eyes. "It's totally fine to be jealous, Samantha." She says in this low voice like she's telling me a secret.

I sigh. There's no use in hiding it anyway. I'll just go ahead and tell her the truth, preventing things from getting any more complicated. "Chloe, I'm not jealous. I assure you, I'm so over him. It's high time that I move on." I tell her.

She ignores me, though. "I mean, wasn't it just like yesterday when you and Lance had been there, almost getting to second base behind a library shelf? Wasn't that lots of fun, Sam? It's just too discouraging to see him do that to her, too."

Okay, for one thing, Chloe and I almost never talk even when we see each other by the halls for the longest time we've been in the same school. Second, why does she even care all of a sudden?

"I really don't want to talk about it, Chloe." I tell her as politely as I could. "And I have to go." I add, grabbing a copy of the book of Odyssey which miraculously appeared right in front of me.

"Oh, alright." She shrugs coolly. "But I'll tell you one thing." She says, and I'm a little creeped out because she's getting so cryptic and all.

"What's that?" I ask cautiously, swallowing hard.

"They say the world would be a better place to live in if it were fairer. But it just isn't fair when he's getting you jealous and he's having all the fun, now is it?"

I chuckled nervously in reply. I really didn't have anything to say to that.

"Nice chatting with you Chloe. I promise we'd have more time next time." I smile, slowing inching away from her. She smiles back a big smile but I'm sure she didn't mean it at all.

I quickly exit the library as soon as I finished borrowing the book. I took one last glance behind that shelf Lance and Lara were at. I saw that they haven't moved out yet. I'm surprised why they didn't decide on getting a room already. I look at them while Chloe's famous last words ran through my mind.

It just isn't fair when he's getting you jealous and he's having all the fun, now is it?

I tore my eyes off both of them and ran out of the library before I could have seen anything more.

While walking to my car parked at the parking lot, I realized that,

Chloe was right.