Some help please? (Merry)

[jayla]

Jayla looked at her list, as she walked inside of the library, with her mind purely on the books, she needed to borrow, for her next essay. “Come on,” she said, as she looked at the books, already seeing double. “They have to be here.. Somewhere.” She sighed and rubbed her neck slightly. She hated the fact that truth be told, she was dyslexic, and with her disability to sit still for very long, it didn’t lead anywhere anytime soon.

With an annoyed sigh, she walked over to the counter and looked around. “Hello?” She asked, half yelling, in hopes to get the attention of whoever was in charge, at the moment. “Can someone help me?” She called again. Why again, hadn’t she brought some help? She shook her head. No, she couldn’t constantly count on others. It was just severely impossible to do so. Other then when you needed help. If that was the case, she almost always got it.

The whole point of her essay was to understand arts more and make the people around her understand it more too. It was purely based on the arts of then and now, as she had called it; ‘Arts from past to Present’. Really fitting, she knew, but her originality had left her about a month or so ago. And it had yet to come back to her.

[Merry Grace Lovelace]

Merry approached the young blonde woman with a relaxed smile on her face, "Hello, Miss. How may I help you? You seem a bit lost." she murmured as she regarded the young woman with warm brown eyes. She could feel the energy emanating off of Jayla and inwardly her brow furrowed in confusion. There was something different about this girl.

"Are you a student? What are you studying?" Merry asked as she beckoned the girl off to a quiet space so she could speak in private about what she was working on. "I graduated not that long ago and have met a few students from the university who have come looking for project research." she offered happily as she tried to put Jayla at ease.

[jayla]

Jayla smiled and nodded, as she looked at the woman in front of her. “I am, lost, I mean. I'm looking for a book about the history of art.” She said, as she looked at her, still with a smile on her face, even though she had her brow furrowed in obvious confusion. What was going on? Nobody normally looked at her like that.

“Yes, I'm a student.” She said, as she followed her to an obviously quiet space. No harm in that at all, she decided. “I'm studying Graphic Arts.” She said, as she looked at her and listened to what she said. “That's good. I'm working on an essay that has to do with the past and present of art, as I want to make more people aware of it.” She said, trying not to let her obvious Miami accent shine through too much. “And with my dyslexia, it's a bit hard to find what I'm looking for.” She explained, with a slight shrug. Which was exactly why she needed help.

[Merry Grace Lovelace]

Merry nodded and listened as she walked. "I think we can find something to suit your paper. The art history books are over here. Predominantly we have Californian art but we do have a few books on the history of art in the western world." she murmured as she walked gently and looked to make sure the young woman was with her, "I have a slight touch of dyslexia so I completely understand." she nodded. Her hips swaying as her dress swished around her. It had a rose print on it and highlighted her brown curls and eyes.

"I think its so neat that you do art. I can't draw to save my life but I always admire those who can. What is your favorite part of your degree?" she asked the blond as she walked and passed her a few books, "My name is Merry what is yours?" she asked happily as she moved.