There were days when Gabriel felt like not talking. It was different from the times he din't talk to certain people, the people who asked to many questions. He just didn't fell like talking. He knew there was a good chance he would end up having to talk. It wasn't in him not to. He liked to talk, he liked to talk alot, but when you still felt down about something, not even the most talkative person wanted to talk. The reason Gabriel was down was because he still wasn't over his ex-girlfriend. It had been two months and he still hadn't moved on, unlike her. She had moved on, onto his best friend that was and she had done it before they had even broken up. He really should say his ex-best friend. What made it worse was seeing them around school,being a lovely. The only thing that made it less horrid was that they were both in a different house to him. So he didn't see them in the common room.

The reason he was in the library of all places was that it was somewhere he knew neither of them would ever go and that the people who were there wouldn't talk to him. The reason or reasons they wouldn't talk was that they were the goody good types, they were younger or that they just didn't like him. There was also the grumpy woman who manned the library and liked to through spells at those who talked or defaced her books. Although in recent years she had found that she was fighting a losing battle. Gabriel found it funny that she tried to tame some of the students at the school. Half of them didn't care and would often be found doing things that would make her scream and cover her eyes in horror. So far Gabriel hadn't caused such a reaction from her but would like to before he left school but in his current state of mind that was far away. Well that had been the reason he had headed hear but it was also kind of the truth to why he was here.

When he had set out everything had been fine and dandy them he saw them together and the library had be a place that was within reach to hide in. He was hoping to avoid the smug looks they gave him when he walked past. It was like the loved the fact that he had been so hurt. He wasn't going to let them do it again. So he had slipped into the library and blessed the stars when he saw them walk straight past. He crossed the room and went into the stacks to find an empty table that was well hidden. He found his spot amongst the books by a large window that over looked the grounds. He know sat on the desk looking out of the window and cursing the people he hated so much under his breathe.


I HATE THE ONES WHO LOVE TO HATE ,


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