The last copy

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[Destiel gender swap]

Castielle adored the tiny bookshop on the corner. It was just a few minutes away from her apartment, and there were always very few customers there. The exception was when a new book came that many had waited for. Then the line stood all the way to Castielle's front door. Normally Castielle just walked over to the bookshop to get a new book to read because she'd finished the last one, she never really knew what book she'd get. But she had made the mistake of getting hooked on a new series. She had read the first three books, and was horrified to know that the next book didn't come before another week. So naturally she started planning already then how she would get a copy.

Every day until the release day she planned again and again in her head how she would be up early and get in first in line. She would be the first to get the new copy. Unfortunately, the day before the release, Castielle got a homework assignment due two days later. Castielle normally finished any homework assignment long before it was due, and she'd be damned if she didn't manage to do that now too. So she stayed up all night the day before the release to write her assignment, and the next day she had planned to be awake at 5am so she would be first in line, but overslept, and woke up at 7, only half an hour before the bookshop opened.

Castielle cursed herself as she ran down the stairs, thankful that she had fallen asleep clothed. This way she had only needed put on her glasses before she could run down and get in line. She was the last in a line of many, and suspected she would stay there a while, and again cursed herself for not bringing something to occupy her.

The line went on for another hour after the shop opened, and Castielle was now just hoping there would be at least one copy lefts she could buy. As soon as she was inside the shop, she checked to see if there were a few copies left on the table they brought out when new popular books arrived. There were few books left there, and Castielle really wanted to just push past the others waiting, even though she knew that was rude and that these people had been waiting, just like her.

She was now first in line, next to another girl, and there was only one copy left. Both her and the girl reached for the last copy, and stared up at each other when their hands at the same time grabbed the book. Castielle lost her breath at the sight of the other girl. The first thing she saw was her very, very, very green eyes surrounded by thick lashes. They looked like the apples Castielle had picked with her sister, Gabrielle back at their childhood home, and around the pupil was surrounded by a golden ring. Castielle swallowed hard, and had to force her eyes to look at the rest of her face. Her round nose was covered in light gold freckles, one of her perfect natural eyebrows arched and her dark pink lips in a smirk.

"You staring at me, pretty blue?" she asked, still smirking. Castielle moved her gaze up to the girl's beautiful green eyes again.

"Uhm, y-yes, I really want to buy this book," Castielle stuttered, gripping the book tighter. It was what she had come for.

"Well, I want this book too," the girl sighed, also getting a better grip at the book.

"B-but if I don't get a copy now I have to wait another month," Castielle didn't know why, but she was close to tears. She embarrassed swallowed the lump in her throat.

The girl looked at her for a while before smiling again. This time she smiled a heartfelt smile, and it made Castielle's knees buckle.

"How about this, pretty blue," the girl came closer to Castielle's face. Her breath made Castielle's glasses fog up. Castielle held her breath. "We both buy this copy the read it together, deal?"

Castielle only nodded to this proposal, didn't trust her voice, and nearly floated to the counter. She continued holding her breath until both her and the mystery girl was out on the street. She heaved for air, causing the girl to look down on her. She was a bit taller than Castielle she noticed.

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