While deep in thought, and a poor attempt to study, Tina was shaken when she heard a cell phone vibrating against a study hall table.  The other student picked up her cell phone and began talking.  Her whispering was so loud, she was practically shouting, and Tina couldn’t help but overhear their conversation.

“Hello,” whispered the voice.  “Yeah, I’m studying for finals right now.  Yup, you got it!  No, it’s okay Bette, I’ll meet you outside in ten minutes.  Yes, I’m sure, it’s freezing outside.  Okay, see you later, bye!”

“Ugh,” mumbled Tina.  What’s the point of a library that says “silent study area, NO TALKING” if no one is going to follow the rules?  Tina looked her watch, and the time was 4:00 P.M.

‘*****, I gotta go,‘ thought Tina as she frantically packed up her stuff into her backpack, and headed for the door.

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After Bette hung up the phone with her sister, she quietly waited in her car where it was nice and warm, but somehow, she couldn’t sit still and began fidgeting.  She had to get out of there, because the goose bumps were driving her crazy.  Bette disliked the cold weather, but for some mysterious reason, she got out of her car, and began walking towards the library; there was a force, like a magnet drawing her urging her to get out of the car.

The only thing keeping the two from seeing one another was that wide door in front of them.  They were getting closer and closer towards each other.  Their hearts began to race, their body temperatures rising in this cold weather.  Small drips of cold sweat beads formed around their foreheads.  They were getting more nervous by the second, and they didn’t know why.  It was like they had both just finished some intense exercise and were in deep need for water as their throats dried and they fought to catch their breath.

The bitter cold weather outside made a type of dry silence.  Besides hearing the wind crack, one could swear they heard both Tina and Bette’s heartbeats racing.

*Clink*

Bette’s hand that reached for the door was hanging in the air while she looked down to see what had dropped.  It was her bracelet.  Naturally, Bette bent down to pick up her bracelet, and searched for the charm that had broken off.