Hide and seek? PV Charles Simmons Closed

It was another Wednesday when Jo was sitting out in the courtyard spectating the other while reading a book. She was done with her homework It felt as though she only had to rewrite her notes and that was it. She was hoping to meet her friend, or bump into one of her friends. She hadn't talked to any of her friends since the ball, she felt like she had isolated herself from them and everybody else, she hasn't seen much less heard from one of them. Lucky for her the courtyard was scarce with people today. She saw every passerby and was able to identify if she knew them or not. So far she hasn't seen a single familiar face, she didn't see anybody from her classes, much less anybody she knew. She turned her attention back to her book, she borrowed it from the library, and just like her closing it seemed old and well-loved. She then noticed that one of the page's sentences after what seemed to be many years was rubbed off as if over the years everybody would trace their fingers over it trying to understand something. That wasn't anything that Jo wanted to know of, was this book anything she wasn't supposed to read? Should she tell the librarian? She sighed and looked up and saw a familiar face. Before she stopped herself she closed her book sat straight up (she had started to somewhat lay down) and called "Charles!".

@Charles Simmons