I saw it first.

I looked through the creak between two books in the libray shelf.

No one was here. Thank God. I exhaled, grabbing the book that I wanted from the shelf.

"Hey! Let go of my book."

What? Who said that? I was the only customer here ... I thought. I didn't want to be seen here!

"Uhmm..No? I had this book first, go find a different one will you!?"

"I dont think so, I have been looking for this book for weeks. I am not giving it up it is no where else in town! " The boy hissed.

I gave a little tug and realized he wasn't holding onto the book tight. I pulled it a little harder and the next thing you knew I had it in my hands.

"You little..Stealer!" I heard coming from the otherside if the shelf.

I realized I had no clue who this was. I walked to the corner of the shelf and I leaned against it. The boy turned around and looked at me. He had bright blue eyes and black hair that hung in his face.

Wyatt Rykott .

"Hey?...Uhmm...

I shook my head. Wyatt Rykott: Thee Wyatt Rykott. Senior at WestBrook High. He was the captain of the basketball team. The jock at my school. I blinked, shaking my head once more.

"Person?...girl..?...shortcake..?"

"W-what??!??" I stammered.

"Are you alright? You kind of..zoned out. You looked as if you were about to black out." He said, sounding alarmed.

"Oh, Yes..I..I am perfectly fine..T..Thank you." I blushed..What the heck? Why was I blushing?

He eyed me..and then shrugged. "Keep the book, but may I read the..summory first?" He smiled. Omgomgomg. Cutest smile ever!

"Erhm. Sure." I handed him the book.

I saw him read the first paragraph. Then he turned around and quickly wrote something in it. He turned back to me and handed me back the book..I took it and opened it. It said. :

~Might as well leave you to remember me as the reader of your favorite series..Leave you with guilt. Hahno. You should call me sometime. 605-290.....

I slammed the book shut and looked up. He was gone! Who the hell does he think he is..?

Well whatever... I guess..Maybe I will call him. I re -opened the book.

I read the number out-loud to myself..Hm..He left a P.S.

~p.s : You're blonde curls are too die for. Any girl would love them with those dashing blue eyes.

I felt my cheeks warm up. >.< There was also a 5$ bill..I wonder why.

I went up to the register and I bought the book. They saw the writing and they fined me 5+ $.. I was buying it though! Whatever..Then I remebered that Wyatt put 5$ in the story..oh.. aw.

I gave the cashier the 5$ bill, nodded and left. Repeating Wyatt's number in my head..605-290-####...............