Ok, it is Chapter 7! Yay! Now, for this chapter it will be for our dear Belle. Ok, so she will be a bit of a loner, and no-one really goes near. She is a bit awkward and has an RBF I guess. XD So, ultimately, in Belle's life, she is more concerned about her father, and jerky Gaston, because he is always trailing after her. Annoying! Ugh! And soon, there will be someone new! :)

So please, sit back and enjoy, throw your legs up, get some popcorn (though not too much) for another very average chapter! :D

Chapter 7

A cold blast of air-condition rained down on Belle, as she walked into the library for the umpteenth time that year. A navy-blue bag hung from her sleeved shoulders, filled to the brim with books that she had finished last week. After every holiday, the library would restock with new books, and they downside of being an avid reader, was that Belle had already managed to finish a little less than half of all thirty new books. The librarian assistant, Babette, looked up from her desk, unsurprised to see Belle empty five books from her bag into the 'return' box. Belle offered a small smile, then turned away, making her way straight towards the 'New Arrivals' shelf. It was half-emptied, solely by Belle, and ever since she had arrived at Walt High School, the school had to desperately introduce a new rule for the borrow-limit to go from limitless to five. Never before, had Walt Highschool ever seen half of of their bookshelves disappear mysteriously in one week.

Belle smiled, remembering the days were she would happily sit comfortably in her bed, with about twenty books at her feet, piled haphazardly as she burrowed her face into a new book. Very truly, a lot of the books in the library were boring love stories, all centering around boring school-girls, with no personality. Belle had no patience for those sorts of fiction books.

Instead, she absolutely idolized fiction books of daring quests, and far-off castles and exciting suspenseful love stories, touching endings to top it all off. Belle ran her fingers over the row of neatly line up books, choosing five out in a matter of minutes. Then, she was off again, back to the reception, and scanning the books by herself, with a smile playing on her face. Usually, the library assistant was supposed to borrow books for the student, but Belle, the self-proclaimed Queen of the Library, was allowed by Babette to borrow her own books by herself. She looked over at Babette, who was dusting the shelves a few yards away, with a tired expression plastered to her face. Belle began to pack her books into her navy blue bag and went to a tall yellow beanbag at the end of a shelf and settled herself there, crossing her legs, and pulling out the first book.

This was like a routine to her. Every one to two days after school she would go to the school-library, empty out her books, then replenish her bag, read a book in the library on her yellow bean bag (if not, the brown one), and then hurry home to her father and continue reading there on her bed. She smoothed the cover, almost relishing the fresh smooth, laminated cover, and doing the same to the following page, running her palm over the off-white pages. They were cold and crisp, and papery. The way she fancied them. She adjusted her glasses, and leapt to work, quickly starting on her first chapter, as if tucking into a meal. Belle looked up from her book after the first page, annoyed to hear the door swing open and scrape the ground. There is a ever growing need for them to fix that door. Belle thought.

A towering, six-feet tall student lumbered in. His face was unshaven, and Belle could only slightly see dark blue eyes beneath a mop of ginger-brown hair. He wore dark clothing, and his back was slouched, with his hands in his pockets. Belle felt a wave of fear wash over her. He looked like someone you would come across in an alley, smoking a cigarette. His dark eyes surveyed the library loathingly, before he went forwards, to a nearby shelf, combing through it without much interest or concern.

Belle shuddered, and returned her eyes to her book, forgetting about the rather unrefined-looking man. Ten minutes went by, and that's when she noticed a shadow falling by her side, she felt the brush of denim on her arm.

Belle twisted her head to her left, stifling a yelp when she saw the same exact student overshadow her, his eyes on his own book, as he flipped through the pages blatantly.

"What are you staring at?" he practically growled, his eyes soughting hers out, as he looked down at her coldly, with a challenging gleam to his eye.

"Nothing." Belle said, averting her gaze. He snorted rudely and continued walking towards the reception, where Babette checked out his book.

"Ok... talk about rude." Belle muttered, glaring at him. Apparently he felt that, because he himself turned sideways to give her dagger-eyes. Fury boiled up inside of Belle, cursing him silently. How rude!

His anger and rudeness was almost contagious, Belle realized, as she simmered down after five minutes of broodily watching him read his book in another corner. You should feel sorry for him. Not a human in this world is so sad and pathetic... Belle wondered what she would say to him if she had the chance. How would she blow a hole right through his thick-skull one day if she had the chance. The library door scraped open again.

"For crying out loud!" Belle muttered, this time, a full on wave of panic crashed down when she saw the infamous Gaston strut in, his chest out, and his strides wide and proud. Belle scrambled for her bag, and pounced off of her beanbag, rushing to the library toilet, her trusty sanctuary whenever Gaston arrived in the library. This was the real reason why Belle never stayed in the library for too long. Him. The scab that never left.

She rested against the basin, about to take out a book when she heard a sneering shout from outside, undeniably belonging to Gaston.

"Look who is here! Adam, the beast!" Gaston bellowed.

"Gaston! We are in a library!" Belle heard Babette plead as she bustled towards him.

Belle paused from reading. Usually arguments always, persistently emerged when Gaston wherever, and the library was no exception. Belle opened the bathroom door cautiously, looking over as she saw Gaston lean over the table were the rude student was sitting behind, still immersed in his book, undisturbed and unintimidated by the loathing Gaston.

"So stupid you can't even talk..." Gaston jeered, his icy blue eyes rolling in their sockets. Suddenly, like a volcano, Adam sprang up, easily towering over Gaston, his voice trembling with rage, "Get the fuck out."

"Not until I find Belle." Gaston laughed, and stopped when he noticed Belle peaking out the bathroom door. She gave out a cry of exasperation and slammed the door behind her, her eyes wide in anxiety. She could tell Gaston didn't even want to date her anymore at this point. He just enjoyed harassing her and getting her flustered up infront of him. Belle felt her hands curl into fists as she heard his heavy footsteps thunder their way towards her bathroom.

"Hiding are we?" Gaston asked leaning against the bathroom door. Belle shut her eyes and pleaded silently for him to leave, her lips pursed together. There was a crash, and Belle's eyes flew open, and she heard Gaston yelling violently, along with multiple grunts and growls from Adam, a frightful crash, then the scraping of the front door, and dead silence. Babette burst into the bathroom, her face pale.

"Being a librarian is more action-packed than it is believed sometimes." she gasped, washing her face and arms at the basin. Belle nodded solemnly, and walked out nervously, her eyes slowly digesting the scene. A shelf lay on it's side, with books littering the ground, and a couch was strewn across the carpet. Belle rushed forwards, dragging the shelf back into it's original position, and rushed outside the library, where Adam sat on a bench, with Gaston on the ground, groaning in pain and rubbing his arm, were a purple-blue bruise contrasted against his pale skin. Belle gasped, and looked to Adam, who showed no signs of remorse on his face. He gave her an animalistic growl, yet Belle stood her ground, telling him, "You didn't have to do that."

"You want him to harass you?" Adam hissed, looking at her as if he had never seen a human before.

"No-no, I just... This is no answer." Belle said sternly, gesturing to Gaston, her face still immersed in shock.

"Well have you ever tried to tell him off? Did that work?" Adam challenged, rising from the bench. It seemed as if he wanted to intimidate her, when he took a step closer to her. Belle was still determined to stand for what was right, "Of course I have. And it may not have worked, but no real harm was done."

Adam blinked, without replying, and looked down at Gaston, his face unchanging.

"Adam Bete!" Babette burst outside, her face now knotted in fresh fury, "You and Gaston are to go to the Principal's Office. To explain your little brawl, after you come in here and clean up, Adam."

Belle found herself following Adam inside the library, she glanced back for a moment, seeing as Babette held a cold bottle of water to Gaston's bruise. She smirked, he would be able to flaunt that for a week. She looked back at Adam, watching awkwardly as he lifted the shelf almost effortlessly, and began shoving books back into place. Belle rushed forward, "Let me help you."

He narrowed his eyes, telling her coldly, "I don't think I need help."

"I think you do." Belle said, rolling her eyes, "There are a lot of books here to put away Adam."

He flinched at his name.

"Should I call you Adam?" she asked tentatively, picking up five books at a time and sorting them onto the shelf.

"You would be the first, other than teachers." He mumbled, stopping in his actions. Belle's face softened, "Do people call you Beast?"

"What does it matter?" he said, turning away, "I've grown used to it."

Belle went silent, watching him from here to there. To a certain extent, she could see why, but she couldn't see how. How could people be so cruel? Belle questioned, furrowing her face.

"Thanks." He mumbled, in a voice that suggested it was a chore to do so. Belle raised her eyebrows and replied, "No, I thank you. For helping me."

"I wasn't doing it for you." Adam spat, the coldness returning to his voice, then walked away with that, out the scraping door, dragging Gaston with him as he went. Belle frowned, finding herself standing there for a moment, not knowing what to think of what just happened.

"Very interesting." she murmured, leaving the library, and walking home, with her book in her hands. She never really noticed that Adam, despite his tall frame. She supposed her kept a low profile most of the time. He had little manners, yet still had some sort of decency. It was very little, but still there nonetheless.

Perhaps there was something there that Belle had never seen before.

Ok, the end of Chapter 7! Short as always, but I liked it. :)

So, a lot of Beauty and the Beast (BATB) characters in this one, in fact ONLY BATB characters. So this chapter seems short, but is more wordy, which I kind of like, being honest, writing these kind of chapters were I don't have to worry too much about dialog. So what do ya'll think about Adam? I hope I portrayed him well enough. Of course, he he kicked Gaston's ass! YAY! So, I know he sweared, which I thought a little about, but was like, in the end, it makes things more realistic. I hear people swear all the time, so if we are going to be real here, Adam probably swears, so there you go. I don't, I hate it, but I am totally not Adam so I am doing to for the sake of him.

I really like Belle. It was fun to write about her relationship with the library and the school.

So yeah! Next chapter will be Ariel and friends again. Maybe not Ariel, but MOST LIKELY Ariel. So that's it for this chapter! Yoohoo! Oh yeah, by the way, this sounds really lame and stupid, but Adam's surname is just beast in french, since BATB is set in France, so it is Bete. I don't know. :)

Freshman (15):

Girls:

-Rapunzel Goth

-Anna Summers

-Merida DunBroch

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Boys:

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-Hiro Hamada (Big Hero Six)

-Florian Weber

Sophomore (16):

Girls:

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Boys:

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Junior (17)

Girls:

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-Cinderella Aubert

-Tiana Sanders

-Elsa Summers

-Charlotte Labouff

Boys:

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-Naveen Maldonia

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-Gaston Riou

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Girls:

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-Kidagakash Nedakh

-Nakoma Jones

Boys:

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-John Smith

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