Rosie looked up and scowled. She rolled her deep midnight blue eyes and turned back down to her novel that she was reading.
"Hey," A voice came from infront of her. "I didnt know you read"
Rosie looked up from her novel and put her bookmark in then closed it with a gentle-yet-annoyed-slap.
She rolled her eyes and rested back and crossed her arms.
"Thats a little...rude" She hesitated her last word. Her voice was smooth as silk.
"How is that so?" The voice replied. Deep and mysterious.
"Sam. I dont want want to do with you" She spat. Now her voice was tough and hard to cope with.
The scene was quiet as it would be in a library. But since there was only three people there- counting the Tough Rosie, the Heartbreak Samson, and the librarian- in the small place.
Book shelves were caving in around the boy and girl.
"For such a sweet name that is Rosalinda, your kind of harsh" He held his hand to his heart as if he was hurt.
"Names never describe a person" She easily replied. She then shrugged as if the whole conversation they were having was no big deal.
"To me- Rosie is a wonderful, lush name that describes a girl that looks beautiful as a rose but is tough as a thorn that is below the beauty" He told her while doing these weird hand motions.
"So your judging me from the flower," She rolled her eyes "well I believe that is rude and innconsiderant. Goodbye" She continued. Rosie got up and grabbed her book and turned away.
She never wanted to see this stupid boy that wanted her anyways. Why did he show up in her life? Was it fate or was it just certain disaster?
"Wait up!" Samon called out and raced after her. She turned around angrily as fast as a jet plane.
"You dont know me. I dont know you. Stop stalking me for one, and two get a life because the last thing you want to do Mr. Samson Duncan is get into my business and my love life!" She spat retortily at him. It was harsh and sharp. The librarian even looked up up but she just shrugged and turned back to her magazine that she was reading.
Sam stood there frozen as the beautiful, redheaded Rosie stormed off and out of the library while holding her novel. Thoughts flew threw her head about what just had happened.
She was pissed.