The entire group decided to go and study in the library after dinner. It was possible to see the librarians groan as their group walked in. Ray and Dione were arguing over some insignificant detail just so that they could be talking. Jamie and Alan were talking about last year's tennis team. Adalaid didn't know much about the sport but the two of them loved it. Samantha was wearing out poor Tom's ears by talking about how she was going to fail Biology. Peter was leading the way to the same table Adalaid had sat at yesterday. The group randomly pulled over chairs until there were three more than necessary. This was largely due to Ray.
Books were spread every which way and the conversation slowly switched over to school subjects. Everyone had at least one topic they needed help for. Sadly Sami needed help in Mythology. "Come on Adda. You already know everything that she's talking about. Please help me." Adalaid rolled her eyes. Helping Sami could turn into suicide.
"You have to promise not to interrupt." Sami nodded her head but didn't utter a peep. "O.K. lets see your family tree." Sami pulled out a complicated family tree that contained many crisscrossed lines. "Well here's your problem. If you redraw this so that the lines don't cross it will make more sense. Why don't you look at mine?" Adalaid pulled out her own tree and handed it over. She then turned to Tom to ask for help with Biology.
Adalaid yawned for the third time in a row and leaned across the table to see what time it was on Peter's watch. Dione smiled. "You know what, Adda is right. It is really late guys. Lets pack up." Adda smiled at her friend and grabbed her Biology book. Cell division still didn't make sense but what the heck. It was time she write home and ask for help. Although who would be best, she didn't know. Maybe her grandmother, Demeter?
"Hey Adalaid. Are you all right?" Peter had grabbed her shoulder. He looked worried. Adalaid certainly got a good look at him from this angle. Peter was very handsome, Adalaid had decided. True, he was nothing in comparison to her friends and cousins on Mt. Olympus, but a god is a god.
"Yeah, I am just starting to miss my family. I write them a frequently but it is not the same as being home." It was always easier to smile when Peter was looking at her.
