In the Library
Hearing a gasp in a quiet library is never a good thing.
"Uh-oh, Ana, look what you did!" His whisper was harsh and condescending as it wafted over her. The book cover in his hands was torn, ripped down the seam in a jagged paper suicide.
"What?" Her whisper was just as sharp as his as she spit back the accusation. "I never even touched that book! You did it yourself!"
"Nuh-uh! Nobody saw it, it was you! It was all your fault!"
"You're such a liar, Andrew. Besides, no one's going to believe you. I'm not the one who's going to be in trouble."
Fear possessed his features for a second before he could regain his composure and repeat his favorite phrase: "Nuh-uh!" He stuck his head out of the line of shelves, making sure the coast was clear. "You're not going to get in trouble because no one's going to know! We'll just put the book you ripped back and walk away." The poor paper book with it's ripped cover was replaced on the dusty shelf, now marked by that deep, tattered scar. Ana followed Andrew's back obediently through the library and out the automatic doors, wondering if books felt pain.
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all_unwritten 391 and 392: "book cover" and "I'm in trouble."
The boy has a name finally! We still don't know their relationship though. But at least now he has a name.
"Uh-oh, Ana, look what you did!" His whisper was harsh and condescending as it wafted over her. The book cover in his hands was torn, ripped down the seam in a jagged paper suicide.
"What?" Her whisper was just as sharp as his as she spit back the accusation. "I never even touched that book! You did it yourself!"
"Nuh-uh! Nobody saw it, it was you! It was all your fault!"
"You're such a liar, Andrew. Besides, no one's going to believe you. I'm not the one who's going to be in trouble."
Fear possessed his features for a second before he could regain his composure and repeat his favorite phrase: "Nuh-uh!" He stuck his head out of the line of shelves, making sure the coast was clear. "You're not going to get in trouble because no one's going to know! We'll just put the book you ripped back and walk away." The poor paper book with it's ripped cover was replaced on the dusty shelf, now marked by that deep, tattered scar. Ana followed Andrew's back obediently through the library and out the automatic doors, wondering if books felt pain.
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all_unwritten 391 and 392: "book cover" and "I'm in trouble."
The boy has a name finally! We still don't know their relationship though. But at least now he has a name.