When the Sun Falls (Transformers Fic)

Chapter One

A elderly woman sat at a desk as I slowly approached. Her hair was pulled back in a bun to keep her graying hair from getting in her face, she had on a pair of thin wire reading glasses as she flipped through a book, a serene look upon her face as she read over the words. Hearing my footsteps and noticing my presence she looks up before smiling kindly as she put her book away.

"What can I do for you?" She questioned.

Slowly and awkwardly I set four books on the desk, and shuffle. I bush back a lock of brown hair, and adjust my glasses as I speak:

"I would like to check these books out." I say in a low and almost quiet tone, a small bit of nervousness creeping into my gut as well as anxiety.

Not paying any mind to my awkwardness the librarian smiles politely as she begins to check the books out, and asks for my library card and the approximate time I will return with the books. Silently I hand her my card and lowly answer her question, and once she was finished she handed me my books.

"Have a wonderful day Andreea." The elderly woman smiles.

I give a short nod.

"You too." I reply in a slight murmur

I will admit I am a rather awkward person, I don't like talking to others all too well and I always get slightly nervous when I am addressed I was polite, I always kept to myself and usually did not talk with others without reasoning.

I couldn't fully say I was shy because if I were being pestered I would have no qualms addressing the issue. If I were to be harassed I wouldn't just sit idle and let the person or people get away with it, without any problem I could stand up for myself or others if things became too severe.

Looking around I let out a small breath of air as the chilly November air nipped at me. Pulling my jacket closer to my body as well as clutching my books tighter, I quickly speed walk to my destination. Grabbing the handle of a door i pull it open with a jingle before quickly walking inside with a shiver. Instantly the smell of coffee assaults my nose, making me take in a deep breath before sighing.

Going to the front counter I order myself a coffee and a cinnamon roll before making my way to a table. Balancing my coffee and cinnamon roll on my books, I make my way to a far table in the corner of the coffee shop, before setting them down on the table. Organizing my books and treats, I have one of the books place and opened in front of me, the rest of the books stacked to the far right and my coffee and cinnamon roll on the left. Grabbing my beverage I take a slow sip as I let out a sigh. This was the most I did these days: Go to the library to get books to study and then head over to the coffee shop to do the actual studying. Nothing at all exciting and enjoyable but it had to be done.

I was a collage student studying Psychopathology, which was the study of mental disorders. It wasn't necessarily a path I was going to take for a career, it was actually out of interest I chose this subject. I had always wondered what would the thought pattern of different people with mental disorders was like as well as also having an interest in the thought pattern of average people.

I was always an observer, though out school I was always a rather quiet girl and I often found myself watching my peers interact with one another. Without even having to talk I could learn and observe the different behaviors of kids my age, what they liked, disliked, etc. Due to my quiet nature I never I very many friends, plus I had never really made any effort to make any. I was the girl people generally didn't talk to or about, since I was quiet, kids my age never really messed with me or bullied me, I was generally left alone. I didn't mind being left alone, I rather preferred it, it allowed me to get things done quicker without hassle.