"Um... Yea... Kinda. It seems neat. Plus it's cute you care about old books and such. Even if it is totally nerdy." AnnLee smiled.
Nicolas linked, holding the book in spindly arms, keeping it close to his chest. "Um...sure..." He mumbled, looking away.
She grinned then reached up to pull the pins out of her hair so it fell free, down to her mid back in bouncy curls.
"Um...f-follow me..." Nicolas looked away as he hurried out of the library, ducking his head down.
AnnLee grinned, moving past LeeAnn. They glared at each other. "Winning!" Ann mocked softly so he couldn't here. The other huffed staying in her place. .
Nicolas moved quickly to his own room, holding the book almost tenderly.
AnnLee followed smiling softly, then looked at him and blushed slightly.
Nicolas didn't look at her as he got to his little room, turning on the light and moving to his desk.
She sat followed him, then leaned on the wall as she watched.
He pulled out various bookbinding supplies and carefully started to mend the book.
AnnLee watched with surprising interest. Silent.
Soon, under his careful, graceful hands, the book was mended.
"Wow... Will you teach me to do that?" AnnLee asked in a small velvety voice.
Nicolas blinked and looked away. "No."
"Oh." She sighed, looking at her hands. "Sorry I asked..."
"You can't just teach something like that." Nicolas whispered, still looking away. "You...you have to..." He bit his lip. "I-It's hard to explain. I can show you, and then you can try, but I can't teach..." He looked up at her. "I-I sound like some kind of romantic minded idiot..." He mumble.
"Actually... That makes since." She whispered. "And I don't think you sound like an idiot... I think you sound... Precious."
Nicolas blinked. "You...you don't think I'm an idiot?"
"No. An idiot wouldn't be able to mend a book like that." She sighed. "Plus you are too cute to be an idiot."
Nicolas blinked. "Everyone thinks I'm an idiot." He mumbled after a moment. "And...and how does it make sense?" He asked quietly. "Most people don't get it..."