It's Saturday morning and where else would I be but at the Library. Whilst most other people would be out shopping or sleeping off a hangover, I was in my favorite place. I could never study at home, my moms family came to visit from Italy, they would always distract me. I needed to keep up with my studying if I was serious about getting my degree.
It's not just where I go to study, I just generally love the library. I'm a proud book worm and a library to me is like a sweet shop for kids. A place full of books was like heaven to me. Mike always joke that I must be thirty years older than him. I didn't mind. Books have always been my escape. There is nothing like a good book to take your mind off of reality.
I was sat in my usual spot, writing an essay on Hamlet, when I heard someone sit down opposite me. No one is usually here on a Saturday, must be someone getting some last minute studying done. I didn't bother to look up.
Twenty minutes later and I had forgotten that someone else was there until they spoke.
"Excuse me." The voice said.
I looked up and came face to face with a gorgeous man I had ever seen. I must have been staring as he spoke again.
"Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you but my pen has run out, I don't suppose you have a spare?" He smiled, apologetically, gesturing to my pencil case.
"Um, sure, here you go." I found a spare pen out and passed it over to him, feeling a spark when our hands touched. Oh, stop it, Bella! He just asked for a pen, not your hand in marriage!
"Thanks! You're a life saver.!" He grinned and went back to his studying.
Brilliant.
How was I meant to concentrate now when all I could see was the handsome stranger sat opposite me. He didn't look like the kind of guy I would expect to be in a library at the weekend. I know that sounds narrow minded but he just looks like the type of guy you expect to be out partying with plenty of girls. I must have been away in my own little world, as I heard him laugh. I looked up and he was smiling.
"Trouble concentrating?" He asked, leaning back in his chair and stretching.
I blushed, "Yeah, I'm not normally too bad at writing essays but this one is just so boring." I explained.
"What is it on?"
"Hamlet." I sighed, resting my head on my hand.
"Wow," he laughed, "that does sound boring."
"I know! How about you?"
"I'm trying to get a head start on my revision. I'm studying for a History degree. I know it sounds boring..."
"Not at all, That's what I want to study next," I smiled, this guy was something else. I swear I must be dreaming. I never usually found it this easy to talk to guys.
"Really?" He smiled, looking at me.
"My friends think I'm mad. They'd rather spend their weekends partying, not studying."
"Mine too!" I laughed.
"I'm Tyler." He laughed, extending his hand.
"Bella," I replied, shaking his hand and smiling.
We spent the next hour or so talking about what we were studying, what we did in our spare time, favorite films, you name it, we talked about it. This guy really did seem perfect. Not only was he mind glowingly handsome, but he loved to read, he had a passion for history and his favorite place was the Library too.
His slightly tanned skin blended with his sandy blond hair. Loose strands of hair perfectly framed his oval shaped head. Wide green eyes brought out his natural beauty, and I couldn't help but stare. His thick light eyebrows showed content, but friendly at the same time.
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Fanfiction"Over six years had passed since Jacob had left me, during which I had struggled through every single day unable, despite my hardest endeavors, to forget him." Bella Swan was a sophomore at Ridgewood university in New York . She's studying to be a...
