Orabelle walked into the library, ready for silence. She had some
intense reading to do. And by reading she meant her stack of magazines. Her mother was going to have a party this coming winter break and Orabelle needed to find the
perfect dress for it. Or put together a perfect one. So she walked towards the reading lounge, her Manolos creating a clicking sound as she walked. She saw the boy from the Giant Treehouse and gave him a slight nod of the head before sinking into one of the chairs and then grabbing a marker from her bag. It was brainstorming time! but... was that a camera he was holding?
