Thunder and Potatoes {Joel Rodgers}
Aug 6, 2008 15:34:38 GMT -5
Post by kiiro on Aug 6, 2008 15:34:38 GMT -5
There was an ominous rumble, and a flash outside the window as another bolt of lightning raced to the ground. Rain continued to pummel the windows, an out of time drum-beat against the glass. Alone on the last free table in the library Kemi fount to control the trembling in her hand and continue with her history essay. A few seconds went by and then there was another rumble, followed almost directly by an even brighter flash at the window. The lights flickered for less than a second, and Kemi let out a little squeak of fear, earning herself some dirty looks from the other students working in the vast library. She bit down on her lip, trying to silence herself. She continued on her work, the shaking in her her hand now too bad to continue writing. Her eyes scanned the page furtively, as though her essay on the Irish potato famine would serve as some refuge from the autumn storm that raged outside. The next flash proved too much for her, and she bit down harder on her lip, curling herself up into a little ball on her seat. She rummaged in her bag in search for her mp3 player, hoping to try to block out the noise. After a brief struggle with the bag's broken zip she found the little black mp3 - only to discover that it had no battery. Another little whimper forced it's way out of her lips and she contemplated running back to her dorm room and hiding under her duvet until the storm passed. However, she really needed to do this essay... There was another rumble, and Kemi braced herself, squeezing her eyes tightly shut to block out the flash.
Once she was certain she was safe she opened them again, and, noticing the odd looks she seemed to be collecting, she forced herself to return to her work, her pen scratching unsteadily across the paper.
Once she was certain she was safe she opened them again, and, noticing the odd looks she seemed to be collecting, she forced herself to return to her work, her pen scratching unsteadily across the paper.