Pursing her lips she still stared at her friend completely clueless. “I don’t get any of this — the book of what?” she asked yet still followed her as she led the way.
“Book of names.” Amber mumbled carefully walking down the stairs to the basement. Amanda didn’t even realize the library could have a basement — but anyway it is a supernatural school, they had to hide stuff.
“What does it do? And why me exactly?” she questioned studying the environment once they reached the last floor.
It was rather taken care of than she imagined — no trace of dust balls, spider webs — just a clean environment with shelves and books.
“You because everyone hates me—”
“I hate you too.” the girl cut in folding her arms with an eyebrow raised at her. They weren’t fond of eachother, that was way out of que
