Slinking quietly into the library and rapidly separating herself from the gaggle of other Gryffindor sixth years, she found herself a nice quiet spot where only a few people had claimed space. Unfortunately one of those was a Slytherin. Though she didn't really recognise her, she was sure she had been in her classes during the past week. Thankfully she had avoided most Slytherin's over the years thanks to having different classes, but this year it would be different. She had a whole host of Slytherin students in Defence classes, as well as Potions. The other subjects they seemed to be a little more scarce, but there would be no getting away from them this year.

Kayla opened her book and prayed no one would disturb her so she could finish this damned essay for Potions homework. Unfortunately she would not be so lucky. Not sixty seconds after putting quill to parchment did a couple of younger looking Gryffindor students appear before her. They stood a few feet away from her table, muttering quickly to each other, occasionally glancing over at her. Eventually one of them approached her. He was a boy with messy brown hair and his shirt untucked. This seemed to irk her for some reason, though she wasn't sure why. He stood in front of her table for a minute, struggling to find his words. Kayla mentally sighed. If she wanted to get any work done she was going to have to help the kid along.

"Yes young man, how can I help?" she asked softly, but with an authoritative tone, but she did not look up from her parchment.
"Well...you see...we were wondering if we could join the dueling club. We were too young last year, but we watched you and we all agreed we wanted to be as good as you are! Please let us!" the boy asked desperately.
So they were third years then. That had been the age limit set in place for the club for safety reasons. Plus that would be the year they started to learn to hold their own with magic.
"Sign-up sheets are in the common room. Please tell anyone else you know to stop asking me in person please. It's getting kind of annoying..."
"Oh, of course. Thanks miss!" he said, running back to his friends who all quickly bolted off out of the library.
Finally, maybe some peace and quiet Kayla hoped.