Post by anya on Nov 5, 2011 13:42:11 GMT -7
stayed awake for hours again last night,
just searching for a reason to keep up the fight…
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[/color]Anya wandered through the hall, her eyes averted downwards. She was tired and she tried to stifle a yawn as she wandered into the Library. She had been really busting her ass to get caught up on the work she had missed, having transferred in late in the semester. Anya had chosen to stay in her home town initially and go to school there but after a vicious bout of bullying she had changed her mind and talked to her parents. Anya was from Toronto in Canada. And it had taken some time to arrange her arrival at Riverdale.
Anya got good grades but only because she busted her ass off working on them. She put so much time into her classes that she often did well. But to try and catch up on a month and a half of work, especially with the effort Anya had to put forward, it was becoming chore. Paired off with her just getting sick like she had and it was a horribly stacked beginning to a school year.
Anya had an issue with changes and she found herself ill every time she moved, changed schools, lost a family member or anything else happened that would change her life even marginally. So it was no surprise that once things had calmed down a bit and homework and Halloween were not keeping her busy enough, she had found herself feeling that much more under the weather. Between Homework, the sniffles and the nausea, Anya hadn’t been sleeping great either. Today, like the last couple days just were no her day.
She sat down at a table, pulling out several text books and stacking them up before pulling out her binder and laying out her math homework in front of her. This was thankfully this week’s homework as she had finally started to get caught up. Too bad it was earlier this week it was due. She was still a little behind but she was getting there. The sheet was covered in little triangles and many of them lacked angles or edge measurements and had little letters in place. She had to work out the values for all the triangles. Easy enough…if you actually knew what you were doing. Anya didn’t…
She flipped open the text and started to skim it, her eyes barely taking in anything and her mind in a daze as she slowly dipped to sleep on her text book...Her hair was thankfully loose today because if it had been in pigtails the result would be that much more uncomfortable. But even as it was the poor girl was far from appearing comfortable; her face turned sideways on the book and her one arm tucked lightly around her head with the other dangling off the table…
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