I dropped my phone into my bed listening for the forth time since turning it on the jaws theme song ring tone I'd assigned to my dad's number. Annoyed I left it sitting in the middle of my bed and went to find the book I was suppost to have. Realizing no one had picked it up for me, probably since I forgot to mention it I grabbed my purse to try  to find the library. I vaguely remembered passing it yesterday.<br/><br/>Retracing my steps it wasn't hard to find the place was quiet, so much so I was careful closing the door, it felt like one of those places that if you breathed to loudly you'd get kicked out. My second impression was it was huge. I looked in vain for a librarian, and tried to find it on my own but I was hopelessly lost.<br/><br/>I saw only one person in the whole place a guy I didn't recognize without a second though I crossed the room and taped him on the shoulder, "Sorry to bother you but would you mind helping me I can't find a thing in here." I asked giving him a brilliant smile.