Every time that Anya went to the library she imagined that it was the library from Beauty and the Beast. A huge, luxury library with every book imaginable, without textbooks. Fitcion and fact alike, Anya could relax in here with a good book. Anya took a book and went to her favourite chair. She pulled a blanket out from her bag and snuggled up in it, preparing to relax, if she could. an interuption was inevitable, but no one knew she was here, she hoped. The big book of childrens names was going to come in handy at some point. Nothing that sounded like it belonged to a chav, or an old person. Maybe Marcus, or Fenix she pondered. But what if it was a girl? Anya had no clue. She secretly hoped it was a boy.