It all seemed so ridiculous to me. Getting the Updated Weather Record from a barely secured library- was this what the Theives' Guild members went around doing all day?
I parked my CH and punched in the lock-code. Stupid thing. The university was huge, but the main library was hard to miss. It was huge.
The library was air-conditioned, with huge computers sitting everywhere. It was a bit more like a museum than a library. All the other libraries were a bit more modern than this one. So stealing the book should be easy.
I walked up to the lady at the front desk and tapped on the wood. She looked up from her book, her eyes widening as she took in my black hair. Not many people except royalty had black hair these days. Obviously, though, I wasn't royalty, as my clothes screamed.
"May I help you, Miss?"
I smiled, flashing my perfect white teeth. "Actually, yes. I'm looking for a book called the Updated Weather Record. I need it for a special report for school. My name's Amanda Rose."
Amanda seemed like a believable name, though few people had the last name Rose. Mostly people took on the last names of the gang or cliche they belonged to.
"Amanda Rose? I'm sorry, honey, but you're not on the list." The lady typed something into the computer.
"I'm a new student. Easily overlooked." I made my voice sound tragic. "I'm rather used to it, though. If not for my black hair, no body would look at me twice."
"No, you're very pretty, dear," the lady comforted. "If you came in today, your name wouldn't be on the list. It gets updated every Friday. Now, the Updated Weather Guide is in Hallway C 12."
I smiled at her again and walked off. Who says that sweet-talking never got anyone anywhere?
I parked my CH and punched in the lock-code. Stupid thing. The university was huge, but the main library was hard to miss. It was huge.
The library was air-conditioned, with huge computers sitting everywhere. It was a bit more like a museum than a library. All the other libraries were a bit more modern than this one. So stealing the book should be easy.
I walked up to the lady at the front desk and tapped on the wood. She looked up from her book, her eyes widening as she took in my black hair. Not many people except royalty had black hair these days. Obviously, though, I wasn't royalty, as my clothes screamed.
"May I help you, Miss?"
I smiled, flashing my perfect white teeth. "Actually, yes. I'm looking for a book called the Updated Weather Record. I need it for a special report for school. My name's Amanda Rose."
Amanda seemed like a believable name, though few people had the last name Rose. Mostly people took on the last names of the gang or cliche they belonged to.
"Amanda Rose? I'm sorry, honey, but you're not on the list." The lady typed something into the computer.
"I'm a new student. Easily overlooked." I made my voice sound tragic. "I'm rather used to it, though. If not for my black hair, no body would look at me twice."
"No, you're very pretty, dear," the lady comforted. "If you came in today, your name wouldn't be on the list. It gets updated every Friday. Now, the Updated Weather Guide is in Hallway C 12."
I smiled at her again and walked off. Who says that sweet-talking never got anyone anywhere?
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