I was unloading boxes of book from the back of a truck into my new store/home. The store was on the bottom and my home was on the top. I was from Utah. But I moved to Amenity Park because when you have had enough of snow that came up to your shoulders during winters.. You have had enough. My looks? Well I wasn't much to look at really. I was thin, flat chested, white hair that went to my elbows but wore up in a tight bun, silver-blue eyes, freckles; I was twenty and wore wide rimmed glasses that always slid down my nose. Come to think of it they were doing so right now and I was carrying a box so… I couldn't see and it resulted in me tripping over the door jam. Anyways my clothes of choice…. Well it was a plain white spaghetti strap tee with an oversized brown sweater hanging off one shoulder, and a brown pleated plaid skirt that came to my knees and under that a pair of black leggings with holes in the knees. To complete the ansamble I wore a pair of very old brown high top convers. And that is what I looked like. I also ran a bookstore. I know what you are thinking you guys… Isn't she too young to be a store owner?... Well I was able to make my dream of running a book store come true quickly thanks to my mother… She passed and I inherited assume of money that I saved. Yea I still go to school and I live above my store but hey… It's home and I am NOT the type to waist money for junk like oh I don't know… Sports stuff… My mom had been a packers fan so I had a few of her cheese head stuff but that's it… I'm not big on football.

My father… I never knew him. The only thing of his that I had was a strange silver pocket watch with C.W. carved on the inside of the lid. When I got it from my mother it didn't have a chain so I bought a very 'long' silver one and wore it around my neck with the watch bouncing against my stomach.

Once I was off the ground and safely in the store I dropped the box and pushed my glasses back into place. I stretched and heaved a large sigh before I opened the box and began to pull books out of it… Then a large gold football trophy signed by Ray Nichkey… But like I said I have no clue about football I just knew my mom got it in an action. I sighed looking at it and walked over to the front of the store and placed it in front of the window with sports books around it. That was just the display of the week… Sports… Next week its fantasy novels.

I smiled and turned away to finish unpacking when a loud screeching noise rang in my ears. I turned and saw a limo parked out in the middle of the street and startled by standers stood nearby watching. On the side of the limo was the seal of town hall. The Mayor?

A man practically leaped out of the back of it and was pressed against my stores window within seconds. I had to admit for an older man he was rather good looking. He wore a black suite and his hair was as white as mine which he wore back in a ponytail. I stepped outside and cleared my throat to get his attention. He looked at me and straitened himself up trying to get some of his dignity back.

"I would appreciate it if you kept your hands and nose off the window please…" I said putting my hands on my hips. He eyed me with surprise.

"Are you the owner of this shop?" He asked in a dignified way. I nodded my answer. "But you're just a young lady… A child." He said and I got mad.

"I am twenty years old thank you very much. And my name is Isabella… Call me Bella…" I said harshly. "And you are?"

"Vlad Master I am Mayor of this city… But I can see you didn't know that."

"No I didn't... I just moved here." I said calming my nerves down before I got into trouble with the Mayor.

"Are you by chance a… Packers fan?" He asked smiling. I shook my head.

"Nah… But my mom was… That trophy was one of her most prized belongings…" I saw the hungry look on his face as he looked at it again.

"How m-"

"Not for sale." I cut him off. He looked at me his eyebrows furrowing and a mad look crossed his face before he smiled.

"Well then… I guess I stopped the car for nothing.

"Guess you did."

"See you around Miss-"

"Just call me Bella… I don't give last names to people I don't know very well." I said walking back into my store and slamming the door closed.

That was the first time I met Vlad Masters.

The next day was Saturday and I had many students coming in asking for the same book. 'Last of the Mohicans'. A book I never really got into myself but that didn't stop me from keeping it in stock. Some boy who introduced himself to me as Dash tried to ask me out but he was so NOT my type and he was way to young. Right now I was helping three kids, a goth girl and two boys- both boys staring at me while I rang up the books.

"Yes what is it?" I asked them.

"Oh um… Nothing just… You look pretty." The one with glasses blurted out. I laughed and smiled at him as the bell to my door rang showing that a new customer had come in. I looked up to greet them only to see it was Mr. Masters. I 'humphed' and ignored him as he stood behind the three kids. One of the boys turned around and glared.

"What are you doing here Vlad." He asked crossing his arms.

"What… I can't even go to a book store without you thinking I am up to something… My dear boy, a little paranoid aren't we?" Masters said smoothly. "Ah Miss Bella, You look lovely today…"

"Just Bella… And what do you want Mr. Masters." I said pulling a sweet face. We stared at each other for a moment before he cleared his throat and opened his mouth. "Not for sale." I said turning away from him.

"You don't even know what I was going to say!" He shouted like a child.

"Mr. Masters you strike me as a person that doesn't like to lose… Well I am going to tell you now that this is an argument you won't win. I told you yesterday I and I'm telling you today and I will tell you every time you come back to ask… NOT FOR SALE… So you better get over it and let the matter drop." I said. I handed the kids their books and waved them out while Vlad stood to the side like a pouting child. I grabbed the watch around my neck and popped it open to look at the time. Lunch time. "Now if you are done bothering me Mr. Masters it is time for me to close up for lunch." I said opening the door for him. He stepped out and looked at me with a smile.

"I could take you to lunch… I know this lovely café that you mi-"

"Goodbye.." I said letting the door close on him. I stood there and we stared at each other through the glass of the door. He was staring at me with a frown and I gave him a smile which surprised him then without warning I pulled the blinds down over the door completely blocking his view.

That was my Second encounter with Mr. Master.