[h1][color=ed1c24]Alana[/color][/h1]
At the library, Alana had gotten most of her work done. She hadn’t spoken much, instead opting to focus on her work and occaisionally chime into the conversation. She didn’t mind, though; she had never been the talkative type. Once she had finished, she returned the books she had taken to complete the Bram Stoker biography and began to browse the shelves. She drifted around the shelves, looking around at the books. She liked reading in theory, but not in practice, in which her eyes would start to complain from the strain of her glasses and squinting except for large print. It made her feel like an idiot, really. In the end, she decided she didn’t feel up to reading and left the library to take a walk around campus, Barley trotting cheerily beside her. 

Afterwards, she went to her dorm and plucked her guitar from where the case stood at the foot of her bed. She had had to teach herself, but she was still decent enough. She strummed a few songs, singing softly to herself from her bed with Barley at her feet. Once she felt her eyes drooping with sleep, she put it back and let herself drift off.
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Classes that morning hadn’t been too bad. Science had been a bit of a drag since she had picked up plenty in the lab and researching on her own, but she didn’t mind much. Luckily, her homework was in the classes that were easiest for her too which meant it wouldn’t take much time or effort, not that she was complaining. She fully expected the school to scale up the homework once they were adjusted.

Tyler had been in her Latin class and she found that she was slowly warming up to him. He seemed like he was friendly, if more than a little awkward which checked in with yesterday’s observation. Either way, she tried to reciprocate. The class itself was interesting too for an analytical mind like hers. She liked the sequences and patterns of history along with the questions that could be discussed for hours as it felt a bit like science. At any rate, it did her curiosity some good. She did want to get to actually learning the language, but she supposed it would only be a matter of time.

Music had been fine. Like science, she didn’t pay attention to closely because she knew most of what was happening. With the rest of her study group there, she found the class didn’t end up being too boring. She didn’t go out of her way to talk to them, mostly because she wasn’t very outgoing, but she had been friendly when she wasn’t zoning out of the lecture.