Their Books. They're not going to kill you[Doctor Who]

I pick up my pencil and notebook as I get up from my seat. I was finished with my book and I was walking to where I had found it. I look around as not that much people were in here. Wow these people act like one book is going to kill them. I stop and look at the empty space above me and I use the ladder to put the book back. I drop my pencil and jump down and watch it roll under a table. I walk fast over to it. I bend down and grab it. I stand up as my light brown hair was in my face. i move it out of my face as I bump into someone "Sorry." I say to the guy. I didn't get a look at him,but the way he was built.
I walk over to my spot where I was looking for a book. I find it and grab the book. The book was a tan color and it had light blue on the side. It was titled The battle of Poseidon and Athena. I've the book before, but it was one of my favorites. It really wasn't about a battle, it was just about how they didn't like each other. I walk over to a table and open up my notebook t page fifty-nine. I write down what book I am reading. I look at the time. I have enough time. I start writing a paragraph about the book. More like a summary.
After I finish writing. I will compare and contrast my summary with the book. I smile at my notebook as I read my handwriting. I smile. I open up my book and start to read it. It read Chapter 1- How it all started. I keep reading over and over and stop at chapter six. This book was getting boring. I know whats going to happen anyway. I stand up and bump into the same person all my stuff falling [color-yellow]"I am so sorry. It's my fault."[/color] I say. I started to pick up my pencil and book. I look around as I see my notebook right open to my poem I wrote yesterday.

I grab the book from him and look up at him. I listen to him and smile to myself "Yeah I am the child of Athena." I say to him "And let me guess. You are the child of Hephaestus." I say to him. He looked familiar to me. I remember my first year someone told me about him. Who was he. That day is a blur to me other than making friends. Come on Drew think of his name. Rex?Felix? No Dex! I look at him "You must be Dex. I remember someone tell me about you." I tell him.

I look at him and nod "It was just about who you were. She was naming people she saw and she saw you." I say to him i nod my head when he said my name "Yes the name is Drew," I look at him and take a step back realizing I was close to him.