The Library

chapter 1

Jessica

Do you ever wonder how things would have turned out to be if you had reacted to a situation differently? Do you regret certain things that you could have done to change the present but you did not? I do. Every moment of my life. If only that day I had… sigh! Here’s my story.

My name is Jessica Mary Santiago. I’m an average 18 year old with okay looks. I’m a literature student and my dream is to become an author because I want one and all to know and understand my thoughts and point of views about life. I do not have many friends because of my shy personality. I’m mysterious and like keeping to myself. The one and only thing that gives me immense contentment are books.

I choose to live in a world of imagination and I feel like I’ve lived a thousand lives already within these numbered days. Books are the most accessible and wisest of counselors and the most patient teachers. I was born with a reading list I’ll never finish.

I stay alone in a rented flat and to pay the bills and nurture my needs I work as a librarian with my only best friend zac, who is a year older to me. We both are bookworms so you can guess how we became friends. Ours was a “what? Omg you too… I thought I was the only one!” friendship. He is a down to earth guy and has a girlfriend Nora who according to him makes the world prettier just by being a part of it.

My life was customary and easy going until that day…

That day was just another normal spring day and I was sorting out books between the shelves alphabetically. My eyes caught a book with and interesting title and I began going through it. My reading was interrupted by a yellow piece of paper that was placed in front of me by an unknown hand. It read “A Midsummer’s Night’s Dream”.

Hmmm… Shakespeare I thought while inspecting the yellow piece of paper. Without taking a glance at the person I walked towards the shelf containing books written by Shakespeare and I heard his soft footsteps follow me. I searched through the numerous books written by Shakespeare and finally found it. I handed the book to the man finally looking at him and trust me… I was lost in his beauty.

The boy wore a loose black silk shirt with leather cuffs and black trousers. However, he got better the more I looked. His rich chocolate hair that had tousled griminess which promised finesse. He had strong arched brows and eyelashes so thick, it could be illegal. And then his eyes- they were deep and catastrophic, a vivid baby blue as a great body of water that softly melted into a milky green .This close, I could see the flecks of silver in his eyes. He had distinct cheekbones and an angular jaw, his pale skin made him look devilishly handsome.

He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I guess he must get used to that, the sudden pause in a person's natural expression when they looked his way followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. Of course the blush that accompanied it was a dead give-away.

I didn’t realize I was staring at him for so long till he looked up from the book and smiled at me. This is exactly love at first sight.

He was like the Sun. I bet he had people orbiting around him; some maybe so close that it burned them, some maybe so far they were the coldest they could be because they wanted to be closer. The lucky ones maybe in the perfect distance to feel his warmness and live with him peacefully. In one way or another all the people that met him felt attracted to him for sure. He was the brightest person you could ever set your eyes upon.

And me? Well, in his little System, I feel like Pluto: a strange, little cold planet that no one wanted around the Sun, but who oddly was spinning around him in circles, in the opposite direction as everyone else.

And how would the Sun notice Pluto if everyone else just said to that little planet that it would never be big enough or close enough to form part of his System?

I walked out of my dream world when he walked away to the desk where zac sat and was issuing books.  I was extremely lost in the spur of the moment to even walk. I walked sheepishly to zac and sat beside him just to look at the man who stole my heart at the first glance.

Zac asked his name and he replied in a voice that reminded you of spring…refreshing and melodious “Andrew Ray”. He picked up the book as soon as Zac finished issuing it and then flashed a warm smile at me that caused volcanoes to erupt inside me. He then walked away and I was still lost in his trance.

“look who has a crush” teased zac hitting me playfully in the arm. “he is so beautiful. He is the most perfect guy I’ve ever seen Zac” I admitted. He chuckled and said “you should have asked for his number idiot.”

I immediately regretted not talking to him. My expression changed from dreamy to disappointment. “he will come back to return the book, you still have a chance” assured zac. My face immediately lit up! Yes he will come back…. Maybe I still have a chance? What if I mess up and he thinks I’m stupid…. “but you have to try” said a small voice in my head.

Yes I will.

 author's note

hey munchkins! new story yay.  this story is very close to my heart so i though i would put it in words. its a short story but sure to make you cry. it made me cry. i hope you all like it. please vote and comment about what you think. i would really appreciate all the love.

i would love to dedicate this chapter to mollynight. she is my favorite author and you guys should surely checkout her book "dark and dangerous love". its amazing!

lots of love

xx

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