Day one of classes and tempers were already flaring. The one place Harvey believed he could get away from all the ruckus and commotion going on throughout the campus now had its own disturbance.
The handsome Asian initially tried to keep to his dorm room, but that haven was quickly quashed when everyone started getting on with their mornings. The morning was still relatively early when Harvey strolled down to the library. As he walked around campus, he admired the architecture that went into every building. When he passed through the quad, there was still a thin layer of fog hugging the ground as club hands were setting up stands and stages. He didn’t stay long to see what clubs were being offered, and kept on his way to his final destination. When Harvey arrived, the library was still closed. There must have been a few minutes before they opened their doors, so the young man pulled out his phone and swiped through his varying apps. Mr. Rayner had the app for the local news station and opened it to see the headline news. The top story brought a smile to his face. In big, bold letters the headline read,
The handsome Asian initially tried to keep to his dorm room, but that haven was quickly quashed when everyone started getting on with their mornings. The morning was still relatively early when Harvey strolled down to the library. As he walked around campus, he admired the architecture that went into every building. When he passed through the quad, there was still a thin layer of fog hugging the ground as club hands were setting up stands and stages. He didn’t stay long to see what clubs were being offered, and kept on his way to his final destination. When Harvey arrived, the library was still closed. There must have been a few minutes before they opened their doors, so the young man pulled out his phone and swiped through his varying apps. Mr. Rayner had the app for the local news station and opened it to see the headline news. The top story brought a smile to his face. In big, bold letters the headline read,
LOCAL EATERY TARGET OF ARMED THEFT
That should ruffle the feathers of the Mossos’. I wonder what they’re response will be.
As he obtained the details from the full article, a few other students had gathered at the steps to the library as well. The librarian arrived soon enough, however, to unlock the door and allow the students entrance. Harvey stepped through the front doors and was immediately hit with a sense of belonging. He always admired the sight of grand libraries with books lining shelf after shelf. If fate had other plans for the new student, he could have found himself manning a library of his own. Sadly, that wasn’t the case. Harvey quickly pushed the thought aside and began his search for a specific book. After quickly understanding the filing system, the new student soon found the book he was looking for. He grabbed it from the shelf and found a decent spot for him to begin reading. Harvey laid the book on the table and read the title. In simple, plain text the words, The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli were inscribed on the front cover. The young man has already read this book a number of times, yet each time he reads it, he gleams something new from the pages. Before long, his phone buzzed with a notification. The news was simply that of a glorified stalker, this Gossip Girl, that his colleagues seem to be raving about. How his name appeared on her radar, he’ll never know. As long as the news sticks to that of social gossip, Harvey won’t mind. In fact, it would help keep up outward appearances. While Harvey didn’t think too much about this person, the possibility of learning something of use was not lost on him. So Harvey would put up with the trivial matters of the social elite of the Upper East Side.
The young Asian had made fair progress though his book when tensions started to rise. Harvey heard a familiar voice from down the table. He looked up from the novel and saw Ava Mossos conversing with someone new. The new face was British and unknown to Harvey. As the situation began to escalate, the young African-American man who was sitting across from the girls lent his voice to the situation. His intentions seemed to be in the right place, but Harvey practically knew his words would fall on deaf ears; at least in the best case scenario. While Mr. Rayner would prefer to keep out of their business, the opportunity to befriend Ava was right in front of him. The decision was made. Harvey closed his book, stood up from his seat and stepped to the other end of the table.
“Is that you, Ava? It’s Harvey from the New Year’s Eve party,” he began as he threw on a good smile, “ I’m sure these trust-fund babies will get over the comments you’re making, and Lillian seems nice enough. I think we have the same English class together. At least we’ll have plenty of chances to talk about the privileged pricks in all these novels they’re having us read.”
As he obtained the details from the full article, a few other students had gathered at the steps to the library as well. The librarian arrived soon enough, however, to unlock the door and allow the students entrance. Harvey stepped through the front doors and was immediately hit with a sense of belonging. He always admired the sight of grand libraries with books lining shelf after shelf. If fate had other plans for the new student, he could have found himself manning a library of his own. Sadly, that wasn’t the case. Harvey quickly pushed the thought aside and began his search for a specific book. After quickly understanding the filing system, the new student soon found the book he was looking for. He grabbed it from the shelf and found a decent spot for him to begin reading. Harvey laid the book on the table and read the title. In simple, plain text the words, The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli were inscribed on the front cover. The young man has already read this book a number of times, yet each time he reads it, he gleams something new from the pages. Before long, his phone buzzed with a notification. The news was simply that of a glorified stalker, this Gossip Girl, that his colleagues seem to be raving about. How his name appeared on her radar, he’ll never know. As long as the news sticks to that of social gossip, Harvey won’t mind. In fact, it would help keep up outward appearances. While Harvey didn’t think too much about this person, the possibility of learning something of use was not lost on him. So Harvey would put up with the trivial matters of the social elite of the Upper East Side.
The young Asian had made fair progress though his book when tensions started to rise. Harvey heard a familiar voice from down the table. He looked up from the novel and saw Ava Mossos conversing with someone new. The new face was British and unknown to Harvey. As the situation began to escalate, the young African-American man who was sitting across from the girls lent his voice to the situation. His intentions seemed to be in the right place, but Harvey practically knew his words would fall on deaf ears; at least in the best case scenario. While Mr. Rayner would prefer to keep out of their business, the opportunity to befriend Ava was right in front of him. The decision was made. Harvey closed his book, stood up from his seat and stepped to the other end of the table.
“Is that you, Ava? It’s Harvey from the New Year’s Eve party,” he began as he threw on a good smile, “ I’m sure these trust-fund babies will get over the comments you’re making, and Lillian seems nice enough. I think we have the same English class together. At least we’ll have plenty of chances to talk about the privileged pricks in all these novels they’re having us read.”
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