Revenge of the Nerds

[Kennedy Snow]

The door to her office has always been unlocked. Not so much because it is accessible to the public but more because Kenny did not want to have to fiddle with it every time. Kenny had been up all night, she had been rearranging part of her house so that it was easier to maneuver, and then she got wrapped up in a book. She was very tired but would never sleep at work because it would be disrespectful to the books. However, she did need to lay down. Normally if you walk by her office you would see her at her desk or sitting on the couch at the side reading in her spare time. She would occasionally wander the library dressed as a student to get some work done that some of the library staff did not do. But usually unless it was at night or her day off, she was in her office as she did not mingle well with people. Despite that she really wanted to.

Today was no different except she found herself laying across the couch at the side of her office, as an audio book played over a blue tooth speaker over her head. She had a bag of doritos resting on her stomach and she laid there with her eyes closed letting the voice fill her with the fantasy and adventure that was within the book. Her hair had a brush and was brushing itself while it was slung over the arm of the cough. The hair used part of itself to make her a bit of a pillow by puffing it out with the brush and putting it under her head to make her more comfortable and take care of her as it continued to brush the rest. 

She reached down and grabbed a few doritos with her hand and brought them up to her mouth eating them one by one as in her head she imagined that she was in the place of the woman in the story. The book was A Song of Ice and Fire, by George R R Martin. She had actually read it a couple times and each time she imagines that she was a different character. This time she was the manipulative Cersei Lannister. Pulling strings to try and make her evil little son into the king. In real life she was far from bad so sometimes in her imagination when reading (via braille)or in this case listening to her books she liked to pretend she was the bad guy and imagine reasons why they were the way they were.Suddenly her hair stopped brushing itself and stood alert just before there was a knock at the door. This caused her to turn her head and look at the door. She then sat up as her hair jerked her toward the door.

"I'm g..g..goin...I'm goin."

Then she got to her feet and ran her hand along the wall coming to the door as she was tired and did not want to fall and she had no idea if her hair had moved things into her path, her hair was always playing with things. She managed to get to the door and she opened it.

[Bell Connelly]

It was funny how,time seemed to work differently in this library like time and reality seemed to stop and start in place several times over and over again. Bell has lost count so many times in the past that it had been come commonplace in her life for lack of a better word. She has so often became totally immerse in her time in her book, for seemingly hours on end when she only planned on staying for only ten minutes…

you’d think she’d learn but she found herself in the sitting arena buried in a book on what was meant to be a “Light lunch”

However a disturbance just to the side where the office door was located served to distract Bell from the hold the book had on her, as she closed her book and made her way to the door frowning “Hello? Is someone there?”

[Kennedy Snow]

A student had just knocked on the door and ran which caused her to get up. She walked to the door using the wall as a guide to avoid obstacles, When she got to the door she opened it and listened for breathing and footsteps. She heard a woman's voice a soft woman's voice ask if someone was there. She turned her head toward the voice and her purely cosmetic glasses started to fall and she put them back on her face with her finger. She could hear the woman standing near, her breathing made her known. Did she knock at the door?. Kenny doubted it as as she approached the door she did hear someone running.



"Y...y..yes...I'm h...h..h..here...Did you w..w..want something?"



She always had that fleetingness to her. Avoid at all costs. Which is why she dressed like a student to avoid conversation because of the way she spoke. But her hair must have seen something friendly in this girl and her hair pulled Kenny out of the room and toward the other woman. Then the hair ran its very very soft strands over Bell's cheek. Kenny did not have many friends, she had casual acquaintances at the course she was taking at the college but that is all.



"H..h...Harriet...st..st..stop"



But her hair did not listen it snuggled Bell like a friend. Kenny did not know what her hair was doing only could feel it touching the girl and felt she should probably apologize. Then Harriet-Kenny's hair- pushed Kenny closer and then flew back to look like normal hair and nudged her. Harriet was trying to get her to talk to the other girl.



"Um...H..hell...hello...I'm Kennedy...The L..L..Librarian.."

[Bell Connelly]

The moment she saw the door being opened a smile went up on her face , didn’t she know this girl? She had spent quite some time, in the library naturally so she pretty much knew everyone that was there was including this girl. Not that she could exactly recall it at this particular moment...but she has seen her before she had quite a good memories for faces or so she thought so she could recall the tall blond girl with glasses. What was her name Kerry? Something to that effect.

She was about to ask when...Well, she was interrupted as….she felt strands of hair lightly tickle her cheeks causing her to flinch back at the sheer sharp sensation somewhat flustered by the contact as she coughed hoping to get some kind of control over the situation “Oh….Umm….Hello” She said not sure how one was meant to start a conversation with someone’s hair , but trying to roll with the somewhat odd situation before she backed off

“Yes….well...Hello. I’m Bell. You have….an interesting way of greeting”

[Kennedy Snow]

She was embarrassed as her hair had done to her many times, as she stepped back and her hair fell to a normal look, she was quiet not really sure what words would suffice in an apology for her hair's invasive behavior. The look in her broken eyes nearly could have said it all as the woman said it was an interesting greeting causing her hands to come up and cover her face in embarrassment. Her hair came alive again and struggled with her to pull her hands off of her face and she stomped her foot in a cute short temper tantrum style manner not wanting to take her hands off of her face.

"I...am sor...sor...sorry...My h..h..hair has a m..m...mind of its owe...owe...own.."

The apology was out of the way Kenny was super shy she thought the woman's voice sounded sweet and she smelled amazing, she could not place the scent but she had smelled it before many times in the library. Something in her mind wanted to reach up and touch the woman. So that she could get a look at her. her hair had already touched the woman's cheek making this somewhat of an invasive idea so she decided to refrain. But she tried to turn away her hair tugged her back basically saying that she must talk to the woman.

"I r...r...recognise your sc..sc..scent...You are in h..h..here all the time...Do you l..l...love books as I d..d..do?."

Her hair sprung to life again thinking that Kenny's way of making small talk was awkward because she rarely did it. So Harriet grabbed a flyer off of Kenny's desk that had been brought in with the mail that she would have someone read to her later. The flyer said "Ladies Night" and was the flyer for a local bar. Kenny honestly had only ever been in a bar once and that was on a trip to atlantic city with her sister. Harriet grabbed the flyer and put it on Bell's shoulder then went back to looking like normal wavy hair as a way to say "wasn't me"

"I'm so...so..sor..sor..sorry If my h..h..hair is bothering you I..I..I will p..p..put it up.."