Labyrinth of books

It indeed was that beautiful frostiness fellow,

Exquisite like It's the first time my eyes have ever witnessed, and expressions composed like a snowdrop of once heaven plunging into hell torment standing at a few meter distance from me at the bookshelf marked 'Buzztoday!',

He fall his frosty glance at me from the corner of his artistic eyes through his hair which fell like fibers of glitter over his face- so perfect!

But, then abruptly his expression turned to disdain, and pivoted away walking with his sleek figure, hand in his coat's pocket rapidly,

Did he just ignore me?!

"Mr..." I spoke out of my jam mouth,

Yet, like my words didn't cling over him!

And, my only hope in this forsaken library seems to go away, how was I going to let it go so easily?!

I spurt toward him screeching-

"Do you have a problem with me?!" and thud my feet on the wooden floor of the library-

To which that operatic man, finally seems to give attention, even a little was adequate!

Seizing my breath away with that lavender sweet smell of his that felt so taking-

"...I rarely know you..." he commented sloppily...

"Then why are acting so recklessly with me?!" I pushed my eyes almost over him crossing my hands,

"'cause you are nauseous..." he remarked, veering around and walking away on his heels like it wasn't a big say?!

But, seriously, I was ravaged!

"You are nauseous! (What an aroma he has!) I am not! You are---! "

"Hey, You, It's a library!" the stick-held man yelled at me from behind striking his plain wooded stalk on the bottom, bringing me back to my senses,

"I'm sorry" I apologized but... On Inside-

It's not over, you, pretty face!

But, the most important thing of all is Miss Susanne's right now!

"Sir, where is PQR?..." I asked the wrinkled senior man of about 60-70 still being prudent that he won't through his stick on me next!

"Are you a socio-student?..." he inquired still with those stuck temples,

"No. I am a music student... Miss Susanne (leave her surname!) is my custodian she has asked me to meet her there... "

"Then you are psycho..." he commented with a grin,

"Er..?"

but then he sighed-

"Anyways,

Go straight from here... Then turn to the 5th block, then go straight... Turn to the 3rd block there you will see P Q R shelves... "

"Okay... Straight... Turn at 5th...straight... Turn to 3rd..." ( still processing.... )

I started to drag my feet away still repeating,

Stressing not to forget...

"Don't drag your feet! It's a library!"

"Sorry! "

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Pursuing the directions that the aging man told me,

I got into that bookshelves-made into a labyrinth,

A labyrinth of knowledge- politics, sports, legal, music, literature, ...nursery rhymes?!

Wow, that's something exceptional in a university!

And then next turn to 3rd block-

....Pregnancy...Human anatomy... Brain... Heart... Vampire...

My feet stick to the ground!

And a chill swept through my spine-

'Vampire... ' the utterance comes off to be thumping, flowing in my veins-

"I wish... You-You were... You were.."

Whose heartbreaking voice is that?!

There's no one around me, but those words seem to be clearer like crystal-

"Who's it...?!" I asked with that sick feeling fleeing inside,

Nevertheless, there was absolute, no one!

Yet my eyes seem to be turning around in the all-lonely block of those two ledges,

But then, suddenly the whole world of mine seem to be trembling,

And without my knowledge, I was already on the ground,

"...Will... Will...Stay away!"

"Agh... P-Please... Agh..."

that words seemed to be heard and agonizing me as they rang inside my head- that I had to grab my head between my hands, shouting!

Abruptly,

"Willow... Willow... Willow Stone!!!"

Like a jolt, I have pushed away from all that whatever it was!

A nightmare?!

What am I even saying?!

it was worst than a nightmare- a hallucination or reality?!

I don't know but was my mouth dry and my eyes wry when I unlock them-

It was her standing there- The devil in disguise-

Miss Sussane, with an extremely red face-

"You young lady, You are completely 10 minutes late!" She spoke skeptically not even looking at my condition here,

But what could I say to her, I indeed was late.

"Sorry, miss, I will get on time, tomorrow onward..." I apologize in my shaky voice, while still trying to stand my body up which hurts as hell,

But, she wasn't satisfied with that,

"A diplomatic answer?! That's not going to work on me!"

Still, what could I possibly do?

I sighed...risking the only thing I had!

"If I ever get late again, you should withdraw my name from your custodian record..."

"That's music to my ear..." a very rare grim arouse her plain face,

Was she already wishing for this?!

But, the arrow has left the bow!

Quick, she seems to shuffle something in her small black purse almost off my tiny little palm, and finally gets a white printed paper perfectly creased out of her purse, points towards me, who herself was still holding onto the bookshelf for some support,-

But who could say anything to this walking dead?!

"It's your timetable...get signatures from all the head teachers of your subjects and submit me at 10 pm sharp in Greenwich time zone!"

I get hold of that chunk of paper with five columns marked with some names and three rows- of which one was vacant for signature other marked with the time of the period most probably,

And at last... However third one was for the professor's name...

But... my eyes were bulging out already, and my dizzy body seem to slip off its grip,

Why?!

guess who's name was at the top?!

"Professor Tyler?!"

(Hey readers,

Still, my head is not recovered yet, but still I managed to write this mass that's truly inspiring and also terrifying because in just one day I am about to face board for which I have tried to cope for a whole year but now I am certainly uncertain!

Yours,

Author)

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Spoiler:

The main lead will think of meeting her worst nightmare- Professor Tyler

But only... To meet this youthful flirtatious guy in his cabin-

"Can you be any more captivating?!"

' Is he talking to me?! '