232 The Girl Behind The Desk

I walked up to the only desk with what looked to be a middle aged woman with thick rimmed glasses and blonde hair draped over her face, reading a book sitting behind it. Even as we stood there in front of her desk, the woman did not look up once from her book. In a way, she reminded me of myself back on Earth. Jen used to stand at my side yelling my name, but I would not even so much as flinch or raise my head until she pinched my side.

I stood there with the others as time ticked by, and the woman only turned page after page. I was starting to get impatient as the sign said I had to check in first before I could even start to read any books. "Umm, excuse me!" Adel seemed to have gotten tired of waiting and began trying to get her attention.