Stupid teacher, who did she think she was? Making him go to this silly library, with its smell of musty books, and dust, and… old, yeah that was it, the smell of old. If he stayed here too long he would probably catch it. Who know, maybe that's how the librarian got there, some unfortunate student sent into exile until her face sagged and those glasses with the tacky beaded string appeared. And her voice, probably too much dust inhaled, so that she spoke with that horrible nasal tone. Ugh, enough to make anyone shudder.
Sighing, Jou turned to the pile of books in front of him. History, his worst subject by half. And now he had been sent here, although banished was more like it, he just couldn't be bothered reading the books the teacher had set. Seriously, this pile was freakin' huge! Ok, first one.
"A short history is bound to lack that "buzz of implication" to which Lionel Trilling has referred in speaking of one's awareness of the present…"
A what? What now? No, wait, that was just the introduction, the teacher didn't expect him to read that bit did she? Ok, skipping a few pages.
"And so the Mesoptopians gradually acclimatised to a life of agriculture, although hounded by the Estonians throughout much of their history, being that which..."
No, no way was he going to read this… this gibberish! It couldn't be done! Most of these words probably weren't even real ones! Meso-whats now?
Looking around for something to catch his attention, he saw the stack of paper he was meant to be making notes on. Surely he didn't need all of that paper did he? Maybe if he just used a few pieces to mess around, draw something silly until he got the boredness out of his system, then he would do the work. Yeah, that would work. Hey, that balcony of the second story would be perfect for launching darts! He could almost make it go the whole way across the library if he got it caught in the breeze made by the fan!
He quickly scrambled upstairs with the paper and folded it into something resembling…well, a mess really. Hmm, better try that one again. Much better, that will fly! Grinning, he stepped back, and threw it over the edge. Wow, it was going really well! Too well actually, if it went much further the librarian might see it and…oh. Oh.
So, it turns out when a dart lands in the librarians hair, she does see it. And then she looks up to where it came from and also sees the person who threw it. So not only was Jou stuck in a boring old library, but now he was in a corner where it was, if possible, even more boring, with nothing but brown walls and creaking fans to distract him. Still at least the sun was nice and warm, and pretty the way it made those bits of dust sparkle as they spiralled towards the ground. Yeah, pretty relaxing…
"Katsuya Jounichi! Wake up right this minute!"
Gasping, Jou looked up, and was horrified to see both the librarian, and what appeared to be his reflection in her glasses, not realizing the smears on them distorted the reflection.
"I caught the old! Get me outta here before it gets worse!"
A.N: Heh, this is so the opposite of me, I love being in the library. And if people wondered, the first bit of the textbook is copied from "A short history of modern Russia" (I have weird stuff on my bookshelves) and the second bit I just made up. Also, the title was suggested by a friend of mine who says I have to give him gratitude, so here ya go buddy.