You and Alexander were different. He was the popular one and you were the lonely girl One day you were in the library studying. You needed a book so you got up and went looking for it. You found the book but it was too high so you put yourself on your toes and reached out your arm but you couldn't get it

"Need help, shorty?"

You turned around and saw Alexander leaning back against the bookshelves with his arms crossed looking at you with a smug expression