‘Tell me something.’ Olivia’s eyebrows furrowed together as she stared at the computer screen. ‘How, am I meant to work on this?’
She flicked the centre of the computer screen, sat back in her chair and scowled at the library.
Ferris didn’t look up from his book but she saw his fingers curl inwards.
‘Just hurry up,’ he hissed.
‘I can’t. This piece of junk won’t move any faster.’ Olivia flicked the screen again and the machine emitted two high pitched bleeps before the screen flashed blue.
Ferris’ head shot up, his face panicked.
‘Now that’s much better,’ Olivia grinned.