It wasn’t that strange that they hadn’t really talked to each other. Seamus had a pretty packed schedule and usually spent his free time helping out where he could. Not really spending time with the other ‘inmates’ his age. That thought made him laugh to himself.
“No, I thought someone else was talking,” okay, that probably sounded strange since he realized that no one else was there. It was just the two of them. Standing, alone, in front of the library. He hadn’t been alone with a girl since he took that wrong turn with George.
He took a couple of steps back.
“How long have you been standing there,” he asked curiously. Mostly wondering how long he was talking in the hallway. Did she see who he was talking to?