Broken Bridge

Chapter 1

I inhaled the smell of good books, growing a little impatient, then exhaled. My fingers ran through the row of books, reading the title one by one. No, no, no. Yes! Finally found it. Good thing the books are stacked neatly, arranged by author's name. If not i would be late for work... Again

I extended my arms to reach it, but stopped. There is about 4 more inches of space between my hands and the book. Arghh! Curse myself for being only 5'2 and not wearing heels today! I stood with my toes and extended my arms as humanly possible. Still not! I sighed.

An idea struck me. Well, it's what most tiny people would do if they can't reach something. I looked around. No one. The place is so silent.

Well it's a library, dumbass.

I felt the urge to drag myself to the other side of the shelf, like i'm sort of a magnet and there is something metal on the other side.

Standing a few feet from me is someone, a tall brown haired boy, reading a book.
He looks attractive, even if half of his face is the only thing visible to my pathetic existence.

His eyebrows scrunched. He looks focused... And intimidating. I started to back away from my plan.

There has to someone else in this library!

Even if he looks cute, he intimidates me, plus, he doesn't look like a guy who loves to help tiny girls reach their needs. I stepped backwards. Then spinned my feet, turning my back on him. But as i take my step forward. A deep voice spoke.

"Can i help you with something?" He said in a low husky voice.

I faced the boy and raised an eyebrow on me. "You were just standing there for seconds?" His lips looks like it's trying not to smile. I felt embarrassed for letting him notice me just standing there like an idiot!

"Umm, yes!" Trying my best to hide my nervousness.
"You see, umm, there's this book on the top and i can't reach it because i'm tiny" i said in a slightly 'duh' tone. "So, umm, if you can help me that would be really great."

"Oh" He said, a little bit surprised. "I-I don't mind." He said in a slightly shy tone.

"Okay." Feeling releived. I guided him to the shelf where the book is. He silently followed. I can feel his eyes on my back. Or maybe i'm just assuming?

Oh stop your shit, Brooke.

"It's in the top" I said while pointing my finger up.

His eyes scanned the top shelf. Then, he streched his arms to reach the book. Wow, he's really tall. Which is really attractive.

I giggled mentally in my head.

Hey! Don't judge me! I rarely admire guys!

Real guys, to be specific.

"Here it is" He said, handing me the book.

I took it "Thank you!" I laughed a little. "I thought i would be late for work."

"I'm glad i can help." He cites and gave me friendly smile, in which i returned. "So you love mystery books?" Pointing at the book.

I looked at the book i was holding. It is a mystery book and i've always loved mystery. Oh and the author, Sara Shepard, is amazing!

"Yeah, i love mystery" I said enthusiastically. "I love those books where they kind of solve something really interesting and scary."

He nodded in agreement. Seeming to be interested.

"What about you? What kind of books do you like?"

"Well, good thing i'm also into the mystery kind" He said with a slight smirk.

I was surprised. So he's also into mystery?

"I'm not really a book lover but when i do read books, i tend to find those mysteries" He added.

Even though i've only met him, he sounds great. I slightly nodded. Wait, we just met but i don't know his name yet. I gazed at him. He scratched his head, looking like he wants to say something. "Well, i better get going." He pointed out and started to walk away.

But i haven't asked his name yet! Uh c'mon, Brooke! Just ask him!

"Wait!" His eyes returned to me.

I took a deep breath. "What's your name?"

"Chris... Christopher"

I opened my mouth to say my name but he cut me off.

"I know who you are" And with that he left, smirking. Not in like an arrogant way, but in a way that is nice....

And mysterious.

I stood there with my mouth open. A dozen of questions enter my mind.

Who is he? How could he know me? Do we go to the same school? If so, then why don't i know him. Or maybe i just need to be more observant? Is he a stalker? Or a cop? I don't see any badge! Or maybe he's a private investigator? Ugh, i swear! When i do something illegal, my bestfriends are the only ones who know. Did they betray me?

Wow, Brooke. You just met a guy you don't know but HE knows you and half of your questions are ridiculous!

But seriously, who is he? And most importantly, how does he know me?

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Since english is not my first language, this story will have a lot of grammatical errors. So sorry about that.

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