{ i'll just wait until you leave }

[{ anastasiya olena kovalevsky,]

+ and run right back in
libraries and the very high maintenance anastasiya just weren't meant to mix. that wasn't a lie. and no, that wasn't a joke either. she didn't like reading and she certainly had never liked any places with books, hence why she hated school. why couldn't she just drop out? her family was obviously wealthy. so what brought her here today? well...

absolutely nothing, actually. she just wanted away from that thing that was supposed to be a step-sister. and cadence, like anastasiya, would never step foot into the library. so this was the only place she could actually and rightfully be 'safe'. her father didn't want her at the house for a few hours, either. why? well... just like some girls could be, cade and ana had gotten into a little fight over the bathroom. basically, it wound up with ana being dragged across the hardwood floor by her hair, lots of slapping, and anything else that could make the small fight seem foolish.

but ana hadn't wound up with any bruises or black eyes. just a bit of a stab to her ego, really. which we all knew, anastasiya's ego was huge. it was a planet, basically.

walking into the library, she swallowed hard. where the hell could she go, really? there was nowhere to go. but she still found her feet carrying her all the way to a deserted corner where there was a table. it wasn't too dusty, so that made her pretty happy. taking a seat, the junior placed her head on the table on top of her arms. how long did her dad want her to wait until returning home? it was only five pm. how much time was she supposed to burn? she wasn't really all that sure, actually. but she was guessing a good few hours.

enough time for anastasiya to 'think about what she done'. or put up an act like she did. why didn't cadence ever get in trouble for this type of crap, though? huffing at the thought, she narrowed her eyes and grunted angrily.

closed.

[* imogen mostyn!]

&thatsthewayweROLL

imogen realized she was in desperate need of some new books. she wasn’t a reader type, so to speak, but she did read every now and then if she needed to pass the time. or just felt like it. she had those days where she wanted to read for hours, and then those days were she didn’t want to read at all. but today was a library day, she’d decided, and so that was where she was headed for now. nope, she didn’t have any books in particular in her mind, she would go and have a poke around. she was sure to find something interesting.

she pulled on some short, brown cowboy styled boots, and pushed the bottoms of her denim black skinny jeans into them. then she switched her top into a two layered black and white top, fluffing her hair a little before re-applying her lippy. why she was doing this? because she was an actress, and she had to look good all the time. imogen was a sweet girl, really, but she had that side that everybody loved to hate. a bitchy, unpopular side. but that side only came out when she irritated. very irritated, and that didn’t happen too often, thankfully. so imogen still had to maintain her presentation style image, cause you never know where the camera’s are lurking.

she stepped outside of her grand home in the hollywood gates, making her way up the road towards san pedro, swinging her arms by her side. she began to think through in her head the route to san pedro and the library there. because, to be honest, she didn’t visit that side very much. it was usually hollywood and maybe los angeles and that was it. but san pedro had the best library and so the occasional visit was in order. she continued walking the route she remembered before she found herself entering san pedro, it not taking her as long as she thought it would.

she entered the library, smiling warmly to the receptionist and any people who recognized her. she was used to this by now. she went to make her way to her favorite table at the very back corner of the library, only to find it was already being sat at. by some girl who looked tired, no doubt. she quietly made her way over, grabbing a random book off a shelf, before pulling out a chair at her table. ”sorry, mind if i sit here?” she asked quietly, not waiting for an answer before sitting down anyway and opening the book. the book was only so she had an excuse to sit there, basically.

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