Don't Fight In The Library

Hi, again, nonexistent readers!

Today I finished Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell. The review on goodreads is right here.

So, since that was the last of the 4 books I got for Christmas, I had nothing to read, and school doesn't get back in until Wednesday. The public library, which is sad compared to my school one, was my only option.

After my mom, sister and I ate smoothies at the  Tropical Smoothie Cafe, we drove to the library. Mom went straight to the adult thriller section and my sister (who doesn't like reading. What the hell??) and I walked to the Young Adult section.

I chose three books.
1) 100 Flowers And How They Got Their Names by Diana Wells
2) The Night Dance by Suzanne Weyn
3) Witch Season: Fall by Jeff Mariotte

Afterwards, me and Katherine (Sister. You might as well know her name cause I'll probably be talking about her a lot.) went over to the nonfiction section.
"I dare you to give this to mom," Katherine said. It was a how-to book called Grandparenting. 
"I'll do it. Okay."
I walked over to the next aisle and handed my mom the book. After laughing, she said: "Go put that back where you found it." 
I shoved it into Katherine's hands. "Put it back."
"You do it."
"I don't know where it goes! You put it away!" 
"Why can't you do it?"
"I didn't take it off the frickin' shelf!"
She walked away and I shoved it at her again. She punched me. Can you believe that? She punched me! That piece of..of...never mind.  I swear. She's 18, but she acts my age. I think our roles should be reversed. I'd be a better older sister.
"Baby."
"Awww," She taunted, pissed. She snatched the book from my hand and smacked it onto the shelf. Probably not where it actually went.
"Stop being so loud." I said. The last thing I wanted was for a librarian to think little of me. I have this thing where I feel like I should impress librarians.
"Shut the hell up,"

So yeah, don't fight in the library.