Post #22: Martha

This girl has long, brown, curly hair and a round face.  Her eyes are big and brown, and she keeps rubbing them, as well as rubbing her nose, her forehead--her whole face, really.  Her eyelashes are very black, most likely with mascara.  She often twirls strands of her hair around her finger, making it even curlier.  She has a smaller nose, which is pierced on the left side, and her lips are very pink and pointed.  She has light skin and is wearing a black-and-white-striped short-sleeved shirt, where the stripes are diagonal on the sleeves and horizontal on the bodice.  She is also wearing red pants, which could possibly be jeans but I think are corduroy pants, and rugged black boots finish off her look.  She is reading a textbook, some type of math I think, but as she keeps playing with her hair and face, I don't think it is holding her attention very well.  She was also texting on a cell phone earlier, maybe talking to a friend or a parent, but she is here alone.

This is Martha, who is supposed to meet her friends for a calculus study group at the Shapiro library, but they all never showed up.  This makes Martha nervous, as she had trouble making friends in high school and thought that this was finally her chance, but it is not at all working out as she had planned.  She gets out her cell phone to call or text them, to ask where they are and if they are coming, but she chickened out at the last minute.  She doesn't want to seem too desperate, because then people won't like her.  Martha gets out her textbook, thinking maybe if she stops paying attention to who is coming in and out of the library and actually gets some work done, her friends will show up.  But this is to no avail, as Martha can't help but glance around as she tries to do her calculus homework, and she keeps twirling her hair around her fingers, a sign of anxiety.  She is constantly rubbing her face, trying to keep herself awake and focusing on calculus rather than what she could be doing if her friends were there, and finally, she gives up and accepts reality that not only are her friends not showing up, but she is getting nothing done.  Martha puts her calculus textbook back in her backpack, puts on her headphones, gets up, and leaves the library.  Maybe she will head to dinner, where her friends are eating dinner...or maybe she will eat alone tonight.