Books Books and More Books
Having already spent the day at school, and marking all of his personal books by name, Jake was on his way back to his room...with more books. Hey, don't make fun of him, Jake already read all of his books and needed new ones to wrap his attention. There was probably about 1...2...3...15 books in his carrying bag of which he just carried oh so casually. Heading along the way towards the forest, Jake was ready to spend the rest of the day in a tree reading. Adventure couldn't explore itself. Wait. Standing still, Jake thought to himself. That was wrong...wasn't it? But...How exactly was wrong though? Nevermind, shaking his head Jake realised this would be one if those self-arguments that lasted for hours. With his button up undone on the first few buttons, and his green tie hanging loose, Jake could see the woods in the distance and smiled. Of course, having distracted himself, Jake didn't watch where he was going and accidentally bumped into someone. His accursed specks falling on the ground, and bag falling, books spreading, Jake stumbled. "I'm so sorry mate, I promise to be out of your hair in a jiffy. Really, sorry." Bending down, he aimlessly felt around for his glasses, feeling the utter fool.