*Trudy*

Yay, another day in the Treasures Of Egypt hall! My coworker, me and a whole bunch of pretty things in cases. Well, OK, I know they're ancient artifacts and worth millions, but they're really pretty.

I don't remember what Jasper called them all, but that was because every time he talks to me, my insides are screaming "OH GOSH, HE'S TALKING TO ME!"

He's really sweet to me and never gets impatient that I'm learning so slowly. I'm not usually so slow, I just can't help liking him in so many ways for so many reasons. Gravity pulls me to him, like Fate wants us together.

Jasper treats me like a person, someone worth knowing. And that's special because he's really amazing. I just wish he wanted me as much as I want him. I haven't told him that I think I'm in love with him, why would I do that?

He'd get a restraining order on me.

I opened the door to the library, finding Jasper writing an email.

He heard me coming and smiled up at me.

"Hello, Trudy. Fantastic to see you." He said, making my heart do a back flip.

"It's lovely to see you, too. What'll we be up to today?" I asked, excited.

"Well, the good news is, we have a movie for the exhibition. I need you to hand out refreshments." That made me feel a bit disappointed, I'd hoped he was going to ask me out.

"That's nice. And as an assistant, here to help."

Jasper chuckled at me. "You're so ambitious, it's adorable."

My heart skipped a few beats. He called ambition adorable! My world went black.

Jasper was above me when I woke.

"Oh, thank God. I thought you'd decided to drop dead." Jasper said in relief, wrapping his arms around me. I felt a sharp spark of love.

"My name's not Fred." I said, making a very bad joke.

"I know that, I never said it was." He would be confused, typical. Jokes are jokes, he should have understood that.

"You said 'Drop Dead.' I watched a film years ago, Drop Dead, Fred." I explained.

"Oh, that movie was hilarious. Now I get the joke. Now, you. Are you going to have any more fainting episodes?" He asked, though he wasn't being mean.

"I really hope I'm not. But if I do, just kick me to the other side of the room until I come around." I told him.

"No. If you pass out again, I'm getting an ambulance." He told me. He was still being nice. Why couldn't I open my mouth and tell him that I'm head-over-heels in love with him?

"Alright."

OK, this isn't my best work. They're not going to be an immediate couple. They're gonna go through a fair bit first. Tears, drama, laughs possibly a few tragedies. But if they do manage to get together, the question is: Will they stay together? All your decisions. I'm all ears (or maybe eyes?) for suggestions and ideas. Until next update, Random Dizzy. (P.S. I own absolutely nothing except the plot. Reviewers get sneak peeks.) (: