𝗦𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 ∙ 𝗝𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗺𝘆 𝗚𝗶𝗹𝗯𝗲𝗿𝘁

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗢𝗻𝗲

     Music played softly through her earphones as she rested her back against one of the walls, a book placed in her lap. Earphones were such a great invention that she thanked whoever made them everyday. It had helped her through many awkward encounters and she loved them more than anything else she owned. Anna teased the girl relentlessly but she didn't care, she loved music and being able to experience it any time of the day.

    Being here, as much as she enjoyed the peacefulness, she had this all planned out and she wasn't here for enjoyment. She'd heard that he would be here and she had been appointed the role of getting information from him. So, sighing to herself, she pushed herself out of her comfortable seat and watched as he made his way down the various aisle of bookshelves. A small piece of paper rest in his hands and she noted he had been reading it, probably the title of the book he needed.

     Walking down the opposite shelf, she ran her painted nails along the spines of the books, pressing harshly on one of the books, sending it straight into the next aisle. The boy on the other side turned around at the sound of the book dropping, noticing nobody else had been there. Channeling all her acting lessons she'd taken when she was bored, she rushed into the next aisle and stood behind the boy as he began to pick up all the fallen books.

     "Oh, my fucking God, I am so clumsy." Heidi scolded herself and bent down to help the boy with the books she'd knocked. "I am sorry, I tried to grab a book and underestimated my grip, sending all these books into you. Are you okay, they didn't hit you right because I can not afford a lawsuit right now, my mother would absolutely kill me."