'I found this girl on my bus... Love is very clichéd, we need to this love to be inevitable.' Adrian Bailey is the typical, intelligent man who works as a barista at the oh-so-fancy Costa. Yet, he has to take a bus to get to work. He knows mostly everyone who gets on that bus. Not personally but all of them are his acquaintances. But, on the chilly, brisk late afternoon of December 1st - a new girl is on that bus. She stands out. She carries a tiny red, leather notebook. She always has her nose in a story book. All I know her as is my 'Book Girl'. And, as they say; Don't judge a book by it's cover...