12 October, 2012
Rella toured almost half the school library trying to find a cook book that her mother had asked her to bring that morning.
She was aware of it being a silly request. Why on earth will a school library keep cookery books? But Rella decided to try her luck anyway.
It was pointless to argue with her mother who was a stubborn lady. She was a lover of cooking and liked experimenting with different recipes. Rella’s house had a huge shelf filled with her mother’s collection of cookery books. It was more or less a hobby.
This time Mrs. Chef craved desperately to own a certain book, which was published long time ago and used to be a best-seller.
Unfortunately, it was nowhere to be found in the market at present and was also unavailable online.
The mother’s last hope lay in her daughter's school library.
So here she was, searching every nook and cranny of this massive establishment but getting only negative results.
The school library was kinda well known for keeping old, limited edition books and magazines but maybe their weak point lied in the culinary department.
“Why am I still searching for that thing like an idiot? For sure it doesn’t exist here. Ow…Ow…Ow, my leg hurts…Ouch!” Rella cries out in pain.
Annoyed and exhausted, she finally decides to give up.
Just then, a voice is heard from the extreme end of the library.
It was a faint cry but Rella could make out that it was a girl moaning.
‘Should I go and see?’ Rella thought. She was in slight disbelief but also curious.
‘No, no, no, maybe I shouldn’t. What if I get caught while peeking? And I don’t wanna be their so called “privacy intruder”. I’m also not a pervert!' She thought again and turned towards the exit.
But, the girl stops midway; her conscience slowly giving way to her curiosity to check out the scene.
“Okay. Alrighty. Just a little. No harm.” Rella mumbles, giggles and tip-toes into the area of action.
She hides herself behind a shelf.
The couple was busy doing their business in front of Rella’s shelf, which meant that if she were to tilt her head sideways, the naughty picture could be viewed easily.
And Rella exactly does that.
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Her eyes widened in shock and her feet froze when she witnessed the couple. A shiver lingered its way down her spine and she felt her head spin. Rella immediately grabbed the shelf with both hands to prevent herself from falling down.
Slowly very slowly, Rella felt her fairy land full of sandcastles, fountains, flower gardens, unicorns and butterflies crashing down right in front of her eyes as she saw her prince-charming kissing someone else.
