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Chapter 18: Chapter 15

(Kelsea's POV)

The moment I opened the mahogany double door with excitement and expectation, at that exact moment, it was as if I was in a dream. Everything looked beautiful. There were yellow lights reflected in windows with white dots dancing in it.

'Let's see if the books is as beautiful as the environment looked like.' I thought fidgeting where I stood. Not because of the nervousness but because of a new world that I'll encounter in this fairyland.

There were more people than I expected. The population in this school is only half in my previous school. Not even 1/4 of the students go to the library, but here, almost the whole student population is seated, reading and writing.

'I thought wrong. That's a first.' I've always expected rich people, especially their children to not care education much. But I should have thought of that much more earlier. I thought back to my first week. Now that I think about it, whenever the professors gives out problems, almost all of my classmates answers correctly and gives their own original thought. Not even citing what they had read on books.

I was too busy thinking how magical this place is that I forgot people shouldn't be underestimated. I shook my head a little bit to focus in front of me.

Although I would like to talk to the librarian, she seemed she had a lot on her hands to even give me a glance. There were a few students asking her questions, which the librarian answered calmly.

'If it were the librarian in my previous school, she would have caved in.' I watched them first as I listened to their discussion.

"Law requires a Lawmaker. There are laws for governing heat, light, sound and gravity. As Stephen Hawking once said 'The more we examine the universe, we find it is not arbitrary at all but obeys certain well-defined laws that operate in different areas. It seems very reasonable to suppose that there may be some unifying principles, so that all laws are part of some bigger law.' If you think about it hard enough, there is a possibility that a higher existence who were responsible and behind this laws."

"Professor, are you saying there is God?" A girl with wavy ash blonde hair asked expectantly.

"I didn't say that, but the speculation is there. It is only your decision and your belief that will lead you to your answer." The librarian looked at her without smiling with authority and confidence in her voice.

"But do you believe in God, Professor?" This time, every eyes in their group looked a t the young boy. He looked small, maybe a first year.

"Everyone believes in everything. People believe in what they do not see. People believe on what they dream. People hope. Some believes God is but a fiction of our imagination, a desire to have a higher authority for a leader, someone powerful, someone who is the reason of every creation there is. Some believes that we are nature itself, grown and evolved from the very beginning of civilization." She looked at them with a bit of warmth and calm in her voice.

"You asked me if I believed?...I do believe, but doubt is always there, whispering in our ears that the other is right while the other is wrong." She stated at the boy.

The boy gaped at her with realization in his eyes and understanding.

'For a young boy, he seemed to understand her clearly. Smart.' I thought. The librarian has a wide understanding of things around us. The professors here are calm, kind, and patient to the students. They encourage them to voice out their thoughts and ideas in every problem they are given.

I started walking to another direction. I went to the history section. Once I saw Ancient Egypt, I immediately stopped and took a glance.

If the whole school was old, then the library was ancient. The school mostly used old scriptures and almost yellowed scrolls but they weren't tattered. In fact, there were traces of care and a little bit smell of antiseptic.

I took one out of one of the wooden shelves. I opened it to take a look inside and what made me see, made me gape in awe. This is amazing. It's written in Coptic language, the Ancient Egyptian language. I placed it back in between the other scrolls and went looking something that is written in a book.

Once I had taken something that I could understand about Ancient Egypt, I also took a book about Hieroglyphics and a guide to Coptic language.

I went to the farthest and with least students in the library. There was an old window at the front with red, green and blue shining on the chairs and tables. I sat and opened the books, to start reading.

I was almost half of the book when I heard a sound of something dragging on the floor. When I looked at my left, I saw Mike taking a seat beside me.

"Do you mind?" He asked me.

"Um...no." Why ask when you're already sitting?

I went back to reading and bowed my head in front of the books.

"You're learning the Coptic language?" He asked me again with curiosity. I don't like speaking much when I'm so focus into something I want to finish but I don't want to seem rude. So, I caved in. Damnit.

"I wanted to learn more about Ancient Egypt...and I noticed most of the scrolls here about it is written in Coptic and Hieroglyphics." I told him.

"Not unusual. Most history books here are almost like that. The founder loves old scriptures. Anything old is beautiful, I quote."

"Well, he and I seems to agree."

"I noticed."

"Not unusual." I tell him, repeating what he said with a smirk on my face. It's not bad to open up to new people. I haven't talked to him much but he seems like a good guy.

"Gemini."

"Hmmm?" I raised my eyebrows.

"You have a twin." He said.

"Oh...you found out. That was the earliest someone found out one of my secrets." I smiled grimly.

"What's the secrecy for?" He asked before adding "If you don't mind me asking."

"I had a sister." I told him.

"Oh...I'm sorry." I didn't say anything when he offered an apology. What's there to say sorry for when the person herself is already gone? Being sorry doesn't make the dead come back.

"I'm no-not very good in consoling people, that's the girls and sometimes Ted's expertise..." He stated, as if giving an excuse while stuttering. "But if you ever need someone...I'm here. Even if all you need is my shoulder." He looked away. I looked at him, warmed from his offer. I smiled when I saw his ears going red. Clearly embarrassed.

"Thank you. That means a lot." I thanked him smilingly. That's like one of the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. For a guy, he sure is a sweet person.

"If you ever need help with your subjects...I can help you...if you want to..." I told him, making his embarrassment disappear down the drain as he whipped his head to my direction with appreciation all over his face.

"Thank you...Prima sometimes helps me...but she's always busy with her books."

"That's expected of her." I have never seen Prima without her books. She's always had her head burrowed in them. That's a running valedictorian for you.


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