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Even though Maddison liked to read, she hated the library. It was so confined and stuffy. The lighting was fairly dim and there was dust everywhere. It just went to show how often the library was used by the students. Today, Maddy found herself in this place she didn't want to be. The only reason she was because there was an unfinished essay and it was due in a couple of days. Maddison never turned in things late and tomorrow was her day that she always spent out and about so this essay had to get done now. Her search for what she was looking for wasn't going all that well and was simply making her frustrated.
Maddy ran a hand through her hair and then let it fall back into her face. That's one things Maddison loved about herself, her hair. Being a blond, yeah she wasn’t free from most stereotypes but then again, some of the qualities blonds were said to possess could come to a girl’s advantage. Staring at her blank paper and then turning towards the book she had propped open, hoping for it to be the one she needed, Maddison was almost ready to give up. She'd been in the library for hours and it was starting to get to her. Maybe some could spend a whole day in here, all happy about being around books but that wasn't Maddy. She read them but not when surrounded by them.
Looking at the time, and then out of window, Maddison knew that she wasn't going to get her essay done tonight so why push herself? Plus, her spare was almost over, and then it was home time. Pushing her chair away from the table she sat at, Maddy cringed at the squeak the chair made. It was so loud since the library was almost empty. There were only a few other students about, scrambling to finish something for a class just as Maddison was only moments ago. Maddy didn't bother to put back her books. She wanted to get out of the library as quick as possible. Placing her unused pen back into her bag, along with her paper, Maddison swung the bag over her shoulder and headed towards the doors out of -to her- a prison of sorts.
Her footsteps echoed on the floor of the school, something that was most definitely eerie no matter what the time of day was. Maddison was about to turn right, the way towards the staircases and to get out of the school when a cool breeze blew past her. Maddy turned around, feeling goosebumps rise. The window had been opened, either by a strong gust of wind or someone had been her before her during the day and forgotten to shut it. She shivered and began to rub her arms. Maddison wasn't sensitive to the cold usually but she almost sensed that something was going on or it just must have been her imagination, getting her all worked up for nothing. Continuing the rubbing her arms, Maddison kept walking in no where in particular since she really didn’t have anywhere to go. She never went home right away after her pointless day at school. She stuck around.
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