Rak Buku Di Meja Novels & Stories

Clearly Richard made sure everything was ready before I arrived. "At least you don't have to sleep on the floor," Rowan says, poking her head into my new room. We start setting up my things, working in comfortable silence. Rowan helps me arrange books on the shelf while I make the bed with the sheets I brought from home. "You want the books alphabetical or by subject?" Rowan asks, holding up two textbooks. "Just put them anywhere," I say, wrestling with a fitted sheet. "That's going to drive you crazy later." She says with concern.

Ordered a black coffee from a bored-looking barista to have something to do with my hands. She slid it across the counter. I found a small round table tucked between two shelves, positioned with a clear view of the escalators and most of the fiction section.

“Crystal let me store them at her condo since I don’t have any space here.” “I’m happy you kept them,” I told her as I picked up an envelope. “What about the books?” “Oh, everything’s in the one book.” She nodded down to it. “It’s easier to keep track of things like that. I have this thing where I misplace things. It’s also why I leave the book at the bakery.” I nodded, and after some hesitation, I slid down to the floor and straightened my legs underneath the small coffee table so I could use it to work on.

-KAIZI- I entered Jero's room revealing the Raven sitting beside his unconscious body, reading a book, a huge one, and alone. I hope she was not that upset about yesterday. I took a step in and slowly closed the door behind me. I approached her and immediately glance at the interesting book that even got her attention. -a prop maybe. And hey guess what...

Ellie pointed to an empty table that was just right in the corner. “Over there.” Aria pointed to a table that was placed in the middle. They both looked at each other and then at Jake. “The one over there.” He said pointing to the one that Ellie had pointed to. They both walked towards it even though it saddened Aria. She still wore a smile over her face. They settled down. “Who will like to sit in the middle of the library.” Jake said as he placed the book he was going to be reading. “Start. Any thing you don’t understand. You can ask me. I will try my best to explain.” He said with a little smile. They both nodded their head at him and started going through the books before them.

"There's no way I'm leaving your books behind, Uncle Rick." "Oh, God. This is a nightmare," I said and scanned my shelves again. "Let's not forget about the crows. Maybe some of the books I haven't read yet and my standalone. I'll also bring some spice." I hit my forehead with a hardcover book I grabbed. "I'm going insane." ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ

Bumalik lang sa pagbabasa at pagti-take down notes ang dalawa kong kasama at hinayaan na siya. "Puwede ka sa table, Ath kung nananakit ang likod mo rito sa lapag." Itinuro ko ang kalapit na mesa. Ngumiwi siya parang hindi nagustuhan ang ideya at umiling. "Dito na lang ako kasama niyo. Ang talino niyong tignan diyan habang nagkakalat ang mga libro eh. Break time muna ako. Babalik din ako sa pagiging matalino!” she grinned playfully.

I threw the books on the table, which made a loud noise in the room, getting everyone’s attention perfectly. “ Elders, we need to talk,” I say, pulling the chair at the end of the table and putting my feet up.

I wander into the library, drawn by the scent of old books and leather. The room is lined with shelves filled with volumes of every shape and size. A massive mahogany desk sits in the center, cluttered with papers, pens, and a half-empty glass of whiskey. I run my fingers along the spines of the books, trying to distract myself from the anxiety gnawing at my insides. Titles like "The Art of War,"

"Oh, my God ...!" Reflexively, I was startled when I turned the corner. Rena was right beside me and raised her palm to prevent our faces from colliding. "Get lost!" Rena scowled, purring her breath in my face after lowering her hand barrier. Well, she was the one who appeared surprised. I didn't know. Finished with the new row of books arranged on the shelf, I moved on to washing the tableware in the sink. Keeping myself busy on a daily basis was enough to occupy my time during this time aside from my studies and internship.