The library and I were both our usual quiet selves. I still was on my book of quotations. It was still twenty degrees cooler than the outside world.

But there's something different.

I had no idea what it was. And, I couldn't put my finger on it.

And then it happened.

   "Hey, Katherine." I said. I was nervous to the extreme.

   "Hey, James." she said. She did that thing where she took her hand and moved her bangs away from her face. What a turn-on.

   "So...umm..." I stuttered.

   "Yes?" she asked. She looked at me with those brown eyes. Her expression was quizzical.

   "Um..." I gulped. She chuckled, shook her head no, and went back to her book. I cursed in my head for not thinking of something to say. I blame my head for saying something I didn't want to say. I thought for a moment, and I had an idea.

   "So your friend..." I started.

   "Amber." she finished.

   "Yeah, her. What's her issue?"

   "With what?"

   "With me."

   "Oh, that. Well, I'm not her, so I can't say anything for sure."

   "Alright. Thanks for the help."

   "You're welcome." she finished, with a hint of sarcasm. I decided to play a little game with her, so to speak (come on now, does everything I say end up being dirty?).

   "Was that sarcasm?" I asked.

   "No." she answered.

   "Was that sarcasm?"

   "Yes."

   "Was that sarcasm?"

   "Yes."

   "Was that sarc.."

   "Shut up, James."

   "I like your shirt." I said, trying to patch things up. It was blue with white vertical stripes. You could barely see it because her sweater was on though.

   "Thanks." she said. She just sat there. Every now and then, she would do that thing with her hair (which I firmly stated was an extreme turn-on). She looked at me only once and caught me staring. She smiled and then went back to her book. She had the scent of apple pie (freshly baked, of course). And I really liked that smile.

   "I've got to get going," she informed, checking her phone, "See ya, James.". She picked up her books and left the library. I tried not to look. And I somewhat succeeded in doing so.

Somewhat? How do you somewhat succeed?

When I finally lost the urge to not look, when I did, she was already gone. So, I somewhat succeeded.

But, for the next ten minutes I sat in the library, it smelled like freshly baked apple pie.

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I met up with Keith after my classes. We were walking to his dorm. Apparently, he wanted to show me something.

   "Come on, man." he said. He walked a bit faster. I kept the pace.

   "I'm moving as fast as I can." I said. We sped through the maze of dorms until he met his. He got out his key and opened the door. Inside was a massive whiteboard with equations, numerals, and mathmatical symbols I had never even seen before.

   "What is this?" I asked.

   "It's my app." he said proudly.

   "What does it do?"

   "It takes any picture taken or off the internet and turns it into a pixel version of it."

   "That's great. How is going to change society?"

   "Look on the wall behind me." he said. It was an iconic picture of a Pikachu with a hat on. But it seemed to be made of squares instead of just rounded edges ( http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/009/b/c/pikachu_with_ash__s_caps___perler_or_hama_by_chrisbeeblack-d4lsqiy.jpg ).

   "Awesome, isn't it?" he asked.

   "To an extent." I answered.

   "Come on, that's it? Just 'to an extent'?" he said with floating quotes around 'to an extent'.

   "Yeah, that's all I can say. It's a fine idea, don't get me wrong, but it's not very useful. You're not going to use it for more that fifteen or twenty times before you even remember the app itself even exsists." I said.

   "But, it may go international. Just free for now."

   "Alright, it's your choice. But international? Maybe it'll never happen." I said.

   "Sure. I'll consider your advice. But I'm putting my Krazy Everchanging Imagerizer That's Helpful on the App Store." he said.

   "That's just K.E.I.T.H., isn't it?" I asked.

   "Oh, what a fine coincidence." he said, sarcastically smiling. I decided to go back to my dorm. I had too much Keith for one day.