It all started one lazy afternoon when I wanted to borrow out a book. And regrettably, no one in my family ever bothered looking up our local library. So when I told my father I wanted to have a look at Deltora Quest again, he drove us up to Balaclava, the only place we knew had a library.

I didn't actually mind the long trip, it was just that well, okay, here's the truth. I think I'm quite attractive, I have a very fit body, and my face isn't half bad either. But, at Balaclava, can we say, not many people notice. And the ones that do are total, and I mean total hooligans.

Dad stopped the car and before he had even parked the car, I was out of my seat, iPod speakers in my ears and glasses perched carefully on my head. I had given up the almighty fight for contacts, and frankly, knowing how many people who didn't actually need glasses but still wanted them as a fashion accessory, I don't mind so much anymore. Anyway, it's a conversation starter.

By the time the car had parked and dad had finished with his moral lecture about keeping safe, I was running up the ramp and opening the glass door. I breathed in the familiar scent of old books. I loved it.

I yelled back at my dad 'See you later! Have fun reading old newspapers!' I snickered and skipped towards the children fiction section, noticing several pairs of eyes watching me do so.

I sang along to the tunes of 'Low'. I didn't really notice, but I was dancing along with it. I have this bad habit, see and it makes some people laugh, others lust and just generally it makes me feel better. I shimmied and 'roboted' my way down the aisle and with my eyes closed, knocked into someone.

'Oh sorry! Didn't see you there.' I gave a big-hearted grin. I don't normally, but I was just so glad school was over. (At least for now).

'Oh, it's fine. Really, it was my mistake for standing there.' He sounded tense.

I couldn't really see him perfectly without my glasses on (I knew it, but I kept denying that my vision was just getting worse) but this man looked very familiar. It may also have been his accent and his voice. It took me some time, but then I realised who it was. I wanted to scream and knock into him again, but this time purposefully and hug him, as close as possible. He, however, looked so at home amongst the books and he was purposefully wearing glasses to hide who he was. I was surprised that a horde of screaming fan girls hadn't bared down on us yet, but then again, no one does that in Australia.

'I see you're wearing glasses.'

'Uh yeah, but then so are you.' I eyed him and he raised his arm to gesture at me. 'I mean, uh' he chuckled 'I mean you need them.'

I loved him, I really did. He was just so naturally uncomfortable; it was easy to be around him. Oh not that, if a normal human being was 'so naturally uncomfortable' then I would be too. But the fact that I wanted to impress him, and the fact that I was so dazed to see him, made it a happy experience.

'So what are you looking for?'

'Uh, a book.' I laughed then; he was so awkward.

'Any one in particular?'

'Yeah, actually, uh. Uh…I can't actually remember what it is. So I came here and I was looking for it.'

'Oh.' My face probably looked awestruck. Finally.

'So, uh, I can tell that you're not really from around here.' For a moment he looked stricken, and then his eyes crunched up.

'No I'm not actually. Uh, I'm from England.' If my eyes could've gotten any bigger they would. My face actually hurt. Seeing my expression, he quickly added 'Are you?'

'What kind of dumb question is that? Just cuz I look Asian. I mean, I am Asian, but I was born and uh bred here.' He looked shocked. Like me. Then he pointed at the iPod I was still holding.

'What are you listening to?'

'I was listening to 'Low' but I decide to switch.' Amazing, phenomenal that such a star would care about what I was listening to. True he was just trying to make conversation and make out that he was a nice guy, but I wasn't buying it. He didn't look 'good' to me. Oh, in the sense that he must have a pretty big ego if he had those looks…

Then I said something he didn't expect. I asked him about what movies he were working on right now. Of course, other girls might also ask him this, but I think he thought I actually didn't know who he was and liked that I didn't. But hey, I like to joke and I really wanted to see his reaction.

Robert Pattinson just stared at me.