Romans & histoires Laura's Library

Beyond the gate lies a winding path that would lead them through the academy's central courtyard. "Fancy…" Emily whispered in awe. It was the first time she had ever seen a school. Jacob never gave her a chance to study at a normal werewolf school in the past. Seeing the academy made her heart pound in excitement. "If there are places I could tell sparked my interest, one of them is the academy," Laura told her with a smile. "Perhaps I’m an old soul, but I really love the smell of the books in the library. It’s quite addicting and refreshing at the same time. Are you ready to meet the students?"

But despite the fact that she had a mental disorder, and she was a little sharp around the edges, and she did some pretty shady stuff, like burn off people’s hair and drug them, she seemed pretty…. What was the right word? Normal? “Oh, before I forget,” Laura said, reaching into her briefcase and pulling out a folder. “I brought the loan documents for you both to sign. Nothing fancy. I kept it simple.” She pushed it towards us. “What loan?” Jordyn asked, raising his eyebrow. “The money I’m lending the girls,” Laura replied nonchalantly. “I told you about this, silly. Remember? So they can move forward with their expansion?” Stella took the folder and opened it. I leaned over to take a look.

The question hung in the air, throwing me into a slight state of confusion. Just as Eva was still discussing Sophia, passionately outlining ways she might subtly ‘orchestrate’ a meeting or ‘remind’ Sophia of the good times, the study door swung open. Laura stood there, perfectly coiffed, her expensive silk robe clinging to her figure. She had probably heard Eva’s voice, or sensed my attention was elsewhere. Her eyes, usually sparkling with artificial cheer, were now narrowed, cold, and instantly fixed on Eva, then on me. She had clearly caught the tail end of Eva’s sentence, something about Sophia.

“What’s your favorite movie?” Laura is silent for a long moment, her bottom lip between her teeth as she thinks. “I-I don’t know.” She exhales. “I think I liked comedies or drama pieces. Nothing sad or scary.” I offer her a smile. “I don’t like anything scary either.” Her eyes widened in surprise. “Really?” “Hell, yeah.” I nod without an ounce of shame. “Demons and poltergeists are terrifying.” Laura’s throat releases the quietest laugh. “Yeah, they are.”

This is how I like to start my mornings, because when my alarm goes off at six o'clock and I have to drag my sorry butt out of bed, And college did feel like a cage. This is why I say the mantra. This is why I have to remind myself why I sacrificed so much to travel up North and go to college. There has to be a happy ending for me at the end of this. Right now I'm in my final year, and my priority is focusing all my energy on getting the best degree possible. I head straight to the library and walk over to my favorite study desk and spot someone out of the corner of my eye—Laura Taylor. Laura is one of these girls who never grew up after leaving high school. She saw the world as a popularity

she said, shaking a finger at her. Laura hesitated. “Not yet. But soon. When there’s something more to tell.” She gave her a playful wink, and then started to head towards her desk. “You’d better!” Jennifer called out after her. “Inquiring minds want to know!” Laura chuckled. She took at seat at her desk, turned on her computer and took a long sip of coffee. She savored it for a moment. The perfect blend. Just then, Raquel came sauntering by. “Laura, I need you to pull some information for me.”

She said pointing to. "What? You are kidding right?" ♣Laura pov♣ After school, we were back to the orphanage and I must say, it's kinda boring. No much things to do and it's so not cool. I don't only my books and my phone, the girls have been busy with their phones too and it's kinda ugly. Tammy succeeded in taking Gabriel's number but Patricia haven't you know. I'm just looking for something to do.. "Larrine!" Racheal called and I sighed.

On days we clean and wash, I fetch up to 10 buckets of water, I am used to it. "Laura " I heard the oldest woman in our small town call me… And mind you she's also my namesake… Her children are rich, I don't know why she chooses to stay in our small town. Anytime I try to persuade her, all she will say is, she prefers to stay where there is peace and tranquility and where her lifetime memories lie… "Ma'am Laura" I turned as I waved with a smile on my face, I read her books from the library. It's nice and mind you. Her stories are better than the ones I read from the library…

But for now, all she could do was watch and hope that whatever path Laura chose would lead her to the happiness she deserved. Meanwhile, Laura drove toward the city's public library, seeking a reprieve from the persistent thoughts of Jonathan. The library, with its tall columns and aged brickwork, now felt like a sanctuary where she could let her mind drift into stories and ideas that had nothing to do with him or the hollow promises that lingered in her heart. Today, more than ever, she needed that escape.

One of Laura's hobbies was reading. She would spend her time by reading a book at the library when she had no classes or discussed something with her friends at the park. She was a long life learner who liked to gain more knowledge from books and others. Laura still remembered the first time she met with Frederick. Laura usually went to the library by herself without her friends because none of them liked reading books. When she was already in the library, she looked for a book that she wanted to read. She took a book that was written by David Hawkins entitled Letting go.