Minutes passed and Audrey had finally collected all the key phrases and notes that she needed to begin her essay. And yes, if you were wondering, Audrey is the only American student to take notes before actually starting on her essay...yet the hardest part hadn't even begun yet. This was the hard part: coming up with a good name for the essay. It shouldn't be so bland that it's apparent to the teacher that there isn't a single ounce of creativity within the student...but it also shouldn't be so outlandish that the student appears to be in a different world completely. It needed a title that was both official and intelligent sounding; maybe something you might even find in a college library. Audrey Davis was probably the only student in the entire world who placed so much importance on the title of her essays and anything less than perfection wouldn't do for the little overachiever. Resting her head upon her propped-up palm, Auds sighed and drummed her pencil in a steady motion against her notebook. She pursed her lips, pressing them together as her brown knit together in thought. Why was this so hard? With the way things were going, it was going to take her longer to think of a title she actually liked as opposed to actually writing the damn thing! Her eyes drifted from the blank sheet of notebook paper to the articles and textbooks in front of her. A few seconds passed and still nothing came to her. Sighing, Audrey reached forward and took a sip of her vanilla latte...and that's when it hit her: the absolute, without a doubt, best title for her essay! Practically dropped her latte in an effort to quickly get her title idea translated down onto her paper, the girl scrawled the title with surprising neatness across the first line of the notebook paper, not bothering to add the compulsory "by Audrey Davis" on the line underneath...that would simply take up too much room, leaving her no where to transcribe the rest of her essay ideas! With that done, she was finally ready to actually start the essay!
Though the bell chimed Dee's arrival to the cafe, Audrey didn't look up. Already a few, strong minutes into her essay with the title already picked out, and she was already finding that it was much easier to work with the sounds of Cafe Lunaire going on in the background. She only allowed herself to become unfocused in order to reach up for a sip of her latte before diving right back into her essay writing. Now that she was on a roll, she didn't want to lose it...there was a trick her English teacher had taught her back in tenth grade: if you just keep talking and writing about one subject in the paper, eventually more things to write about would pop up. Since then, it had always worked for Audrey while also increasing the length of her essays; something teachers seemed to admire and smile-upon. Now that Audrey had found something worth writing about in her paper, she wanted to keep writing, in fear that she might lose her train of thought and then become hopelessly stuck on the first paragraph...despite the fact that she was now more than halfway down the page and already finishing up with her second, strong paragraph. Every once and a while, her sea-colored eyes jumped up to a book or article she had spread in front of her; reading over it quickly before paraphrasing the main idea of whatever she had read into her own essay. A few minutes later and Audrey was beginning her fourth paragraph...almost completely done with the first page. If things continued in this way, the St. Marina's senior would be done with her homework in no time flat; maybe even gaining a few extra minutes for some free time before having to head back home to greet her family from their long day of work.