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Odette needed to make friends, and fast. This school was bigger than she had anticipated, and the added obstacle of an old school enemy being here as well had left Odette in need of some backup. She'd met Margo on the train, and she was promising enough, but she wasn't exactly the sort of girl that screamed power and popularity. Of course, Odette was enough for the both of them, but she did need a few more girls around. She was sort of hoping to get a small group together that she could count on, but she needed to meet more people first. Maybe she could start a study group or something, but that sounded totally nerdy. She sighed, it wasn't easy to be on unfamiliar ground.
But she had found the library, a place she knew she would find fellow first years. Or well, she hoped she would. She walked in but had to stop for a moment to take it all in. There were so many books here. She was briefly tempted to go look for a good storybook and curl up in a corner, like she used to do at night when she was younger, but quickly dismissed it. Books were only distractions from the real world, as her mother always said, and she was here with a mission.
Still, she couldn't stop a few longing looks at the shelves as she passed them. Though she couldn't really see a lot of books that looked like they might have stories in them. Well, good. Who needed stories when you could live like a princess in real life? It was silly and childish. She looked around the library carefully, moving between shelves. It seemed like not many first years had found this place yet, but she was sure she would spot someone suitable sooner or later.
But she had found the library, a place she knew she would find fellow first years. Or well, she hoped she would. She walked in but had to stop for a moment to take it all in. There were so many books here. She was briefly tempted to go look for a good storybook and curl up in a corner, like she used to do at night when she was younger, but quickly dismissed it. Books were only distractions from the real world, as her mother always said, and she was here with a mission.
Still, she couldn't stop a few longing looks at the shelves as she passed them. Though she couldn't really see a lot of books that looked like they might have stories in them. Well, good. Who needed stories when you could live like a princess in real life? It was silly and childish. She looked around the library carefully, moving between shelves. It seemed like not many first years had found this place yet, but she was sure she would spot someone suitable sooner or later.