Willow sat in class, paying attention to the teacher, probably the only one paying attention.  She really didn’t need to, she already read the chapter and was ahead of the rest of the class.  She decided to be a bad student for once and immediately her head turned towards the window.  She could tell something was going to happen soon.  She just hoped that it would be a good thing.  She shook her head and turned her attention back to the teacher.  She should have known it wouldn’t have lasted long.

            After class Willow headed to the library.  She loved the new librarian and the atmosphere of the library.  No students ever went in there, except for her and the random freshmen who wonders in on accident or another student who is extremely desperate for a book to do an assignment.  She smiled at Mr. Giles and took at seat at one of the tables.  She pulled her CD player out of her book bag along with the book she was reading.  She put her headphones on and blocked everything else out.

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where’s the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream
of what I need

I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ’til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ’til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life, Larger than life

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There’s someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It’s gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet

I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ’til the end of the night
He’s gotta be strong
And he’s gotta be fast
And he’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero ’til the morning light
He’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And he’s gotta be larger than life