<blockquote><div><cite>Dream of Purity wrote:</cite>"No, I was placed in calc, but I have that extra-circularly. This is the only hour, save for lunch, that I don't have to be in contact with Angela." The motor of her wheelchair whirred more as she moved through the hallways. "This hour, I'm in the library; student assistant." She sounded so confident about it, as if it were perfectly normal. While there were a few students who worked around the school as assistants, few had her reasons. She waved him off, "I'll talk to you later though." She smiled again, invisible. <br/><br/><br/>The library, a two story room with discs in cases on shelves on walls. The written word nearly dead, very few paper books remained in the library. Kat despised this fact, she loved the feel of the pages of the books, the smell of a fresh book. It was nearly empty today, a few humans and a couple ferals littered the tables. She sighed, so few people actually bothered to read anymore, it was saddening to her. She wheeled to the desk, grabbed a box of recently returned discs, and began scanning them, one by one.</div></blockquote>