A windy afternoon of January. Ofcourse the Christmas season now over, students back in school. Students starting to get ready for the last months of their school year.      That afternoon, a girl sitting alone at a bench. The wind blowing through her hair and giving her the shivers while drinking a newly brewed coffee while reading a newly bought book possibly given by one of her friends or relatives.     Her silence and consentration was interupted by the ringing of her phone. She immedietly answered it and began looking through her backpack. She had a worried expression on her face when she answered it. Something was wrong, her expression says it all. She put down her phone for a second and started looking harder and is now frustrated about the thing she is looking for. She said goodbye to whoever called her.     Finally after a minute or two she finally pulled  something red from her backpack that made her sigh. She then finished whatever was left in her styro coffee c