Charlie's POVIt was thirty minutes past 9 p.m. I clutched my physiology and anatomy textbooks to my chest, trying hard to double my steps without striding like the real me. Already late—I had read for longer hours and didn't even know when sleep knocked me off. Adjusting my glasses, smoothing my wrinkled pyjamas, and my hair already in a bonnet, I walked through the quiet hall stretching to the royal library. I had been there once, and it was everything I wanted to visit again. Here was my chance.Through the big glass window, I saw Jude's textbook, his head buried into it and a sweater cap over his head. I turned the doorknob and walked in briskly."Already chugging the entire textbook?" I joked, dropping my own textbook on the reading table. Then I pulled myself a chair toward the table, walking up to turn the air conditioning off."I'm damn cold already, sorry okay." I apologized teasingly. I noticed a light switch and switched it on to brighten the library up more."Tell me what
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