Zain was busy searching purposefully through the shelves for whatever book it was looking for. She have been searching non-stop for over an hour now, but she still searched like she was very sure of what she was looking for. Sebastian had already grown tired of the book he was reading, now he was sitting on a bench, and staring at Zain, with a desk in front of him, as he rested his jaw on his palm.
"Got you," muttered Zain at last, as she drew out a red book from under the last shelf. She appeared excited now.
"But how did you get all the way under the shelf?" she said.
Sebastian, noticing what had happened, stumbled to his feet.
"Look's like you've finally found what you were looking for. I already thought you would never find it," he said.
"I should have found it earlier than now, but it appears that somebody changed its position," said Zain.
"Then it must be important," said Sebastian.
