The Bookstore

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About a fifteen year old girl and the effect she has on a boy she meets, this is part of a bigger short story I am writing, I think...

Submitted: June 02, 2018

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“Bookstore”

 

She sat at

a small table

in the back

of the bookstore

thumbing through

books

she had no

intention

of buying

while drawing

a few looks

from the sales

floor staff,

she’s living

in a style

that’s all her

own

as she lets

her eyes

drift around the

room

till they get

caught up

following

a young boy

about her age

of fifteen

in search of

something classical

yet still

off the edge

of normal

to read,

he was good

looking

but way too much

“boy next door”

for her tastes

but she was

bored

and he was

in desperate need

of a girl

with her talents

someone from the

opposite side of

predictably boring,

she comes up

behind him

standing very close

as she pokes her

head

over his shoulder

and whispers in

his ear

“good book?”

causing him to

jump

and fumble with

the book

taking a small

step

to the side

as he regains

control

of his grasp

on the book

but not of his

senses

he can’t help

but be taken

with this girl

as he traces

that voice back

to this enchanting

young lady

that is now

putting on her

best look of

innocence,

the beauty

in her face

surprises him

freezing his verbal

skills

as his eyes

try and take in

her mix of youthful

sexiness

and city toughness

noticing the full

complement of

fresh cuts and

bruises

on the left side

of her face

as she stands

only a foot in

front of him,

she reaches over

and takes the

book

from his hands

she looks at

the cover

and quickly leafs

through the pages

giving him a

shrug

of disinterest

in the choice

he had made

and hands him

back the book,

he struggles to

keep his head

above the waves

in this pool of

instant attraction

he’s floundering in

only able to

pull out a few

small words

to throw

her way

he asks her

what book he

should be getting,

she takes him

by the hand

causing

every little hair

on his body

to stand on

end

and pulls him

towards the fiction

section

her charismatic

nature

is so overpowering

he would follow her

anywhere without

question

even though he

just met her

seconds ago,

she rifles through

the books

pulling them off

the shelfs

and setting them

back down

on the counter

as she goes

while he picks up

each book

putting it in its

rightful place

behind her

till she finds

something worthy

of her recommendation

she flips him

the book

“what’s this about?”

he asks

“Oh, some rich preppy guy

comes home from college

on winter break

to see his cheating

girlfriend’

she says,

she pulls out

her phone

checks the time

“Hey dude,

I got to go

can’t miss my bus”

he’s caught off guard

by her sudden

announcement

his emotions

dropping him from

the sky

without warning

she sees the

sad puppy

dog look

across his face

on his way

down,

she never

meant to

tie his heart

into knots

she sometimes

forgets

how fast boys

her age

can fall in

love

she was just

having a little

fun

while killing off

an over abundance

of time

“hand me your phone”

she says to him

he gives it to her

his heart

desperately trying

to grab hold

of her

trying to find a way

to make her stay

his mind racing

out in front

of her

but he says

nothing

as she holds up

his phone

to take a picture

of the two

of them

she looks over

at him and says

“Come on,

give us a smile”

and puts her arm

around his waist

and pulls him

closer

he puts forth

his best effort

while fighting back

the withdraws

from the high

she had sent

him on

before taking it

all a way

with just a

few words of

farewell,

panicking now

he tries to recapture

those runaway

feelings

he had with her

only a minute ago

not yet understanding

he’ll never catch up

to them again,

she hands him back

the phone

gives him a smile

along with a

“hope you like

the book”

and is on her way

out the door

to wait for the bus

at the curb,

not knowing

what else to do

he heads to the

register

to pay for the

book

watching her

the whole time

standing there

hoping she turns

around towards

him

but she never does

and a minute later

she boards the bus

and becomes lost

to him

behind the tinted

glass of the

bus windows,

he looks down

at the picture

of her

one he’ll carry

on that phone

for years

till a jealous

girlfriend

deletes it,

he puts the

book on

the counter

and pushes it

towards

the clerk,

while truly

believing

in his heart

he could never

possibly feel

this way

again…

 

Tom Allen…05-27-2018… 


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