The Bookstore Girl #Wattys2016

..Chapter One..

Maybe it's the way I see the world around me, since what happened, all in black and white and different shades of grey with no colors in plain eye sight, or it's just another typical London weather ..

That morning, I walked out of the appartement like any other morning, heads to the Starbucks in the corner to grab a coffee ..

"Good morning Nina, feeling energetic today?!" the guy at Starbucks smiled at me..

"You can say that" I smiled back

"The usual, I suppose"

"Of course"

Since I'm a regular customer here, he knows what I want for days like these..

He handed me my cup, with a note writing on it..

"For the most beautiful Nina" with a heart at the end.. I smile at him then walk off..

5mn later, I am at the bookstore that I work at ..

"Good morning darling, slept well last night?!" said Mrs.Gringer the owner of the bookstore .

"Good morning Mrs.Gringer, yeah like a baby" I smiled

She's been asking me that every morning, and I've been lying every morning to avoid even more further question ..

"Oh please stop calling me that just call me Anne...If you need anything, you know where to find me dear" she said before taking a seat at the end of the room ..

"Oh, I almost forgot, how would you like to work from next week on?!" Said Anne almost shouting so I can hear her from the back ..

I'll start college next week, and since I've been working a full shift all the summer, I have to change that so I can fit the schedule ..

"Whatever suit you, as long as I still have time to college and to get my paper done"

"What about everyday from 5pm to 8pm, that's okay?!"

"Sounds good"

It's already noon, and we only had six to seven custemors, you can't say that the work is flourishing here but I love it. for a book worm like me, having a job like this is a dream, imagine having all this endless amount of book to read, it's like being paid for enjoying your best pass time ..

As soon as I start to ignore the world around me and slowly began to get lost in the book I'm reading, I heard a jingling sound announcing that we have a customer ..

I stood up and smile as to say welcome but he didn't even looked at me as he headed for the shelves ..

He's 5,11 tall, from where I stand I can see that he have green eyes, dressed all in black with a beanie that couldn't cover all of his curly light brown hair ..

He ended with a good book, a one that I've read before ..

"Great choice" I say casually

"I know" he responded rudely

His voice is deep, and for some reason it made me shiver inside ..

"That would be 9£"

He reached out his hand on the counter, and for the first time he laid eyes on me..

"Emma!!"

He said and I swear I could sense dispair in his voice..

As soon as he said the name, I felt a ball rising in my throat..

He's piercing me with his dark eyes, his hand's still on the counter with the money in it, still desperately waiting for some kind of an answer even though he hasn't really posed any question ...

"Sorry sir, I don't know what you're talking about" I said firmly ..