Who: Serena and Open What: Attempting studiousness (what a laugh!) Where: The Library When: Sunday night
It was a very rare occasion indeed to find Serena Inglebee curled up in one of the old stuffed arm chairs in one of the dusty old corners of the library. It wasn't that she was all beauty and no brains. On the contrary, Serena was actually rather brilliant. She was just flighty. And had the attention span of a flea. Her foot was jiggling over the arm of the chair. She'd gone through about five of her text books already, skimming and barely retaining any information, but at least she looked smart, yeah?