Garfield's POV:

I looked up when I heard the door jingle, signaling someone coming in. I smiled, she came. I was currently working at a small depressing bookstore. Bookaholics and goths were the usual costumers. We had tables where they would lounge and talk. It's not really my type of place, but I needed the money and seeing her was a bonus. Recently I've been working more hours in hope of seen this certain girl while silently praying that she actually buys a book so we can talk. She always brings her own books, which doesn't make any sense to me, so the only time we've ever actually talked is when she asked what time we were closing. Three freakin' weeks ago.

I didn't know much about her, but that made her more intriguing. She had short black hair with purple tips and tended to wear a black mini- skirt and a long-sleeved shirt along with blue boots. Sometimes she wore a blue hoodie and this awesome belt. It had a strange design, but I am all for the strange. She seemed to not be a people person seeing as she always sat by herself and I didn't know if she had any real friends. Sometimes I saw her talking to a guy outside the store with unruly black hair and shaded glasses, like he didn't want anyone to see his eyes, who wore dark green jeans, a red shirt, and these sneakers I've been trying to afford for a while now. I really hope she doesn't have a boyfriend 'cause if they're dating I'm screwed.

I yawned and blinked. I must've fallen asleep during my shift. Again. It had been a slow day. I sighed, I probably had to close up now. I walked to the door whistling when I heard a slight rustling. I turned around and raised my foot and hands into a karate pose.

"In case you haven't noticed, I'm still here and you don't close until four-thirty, it's four- twenty- eight," she said. Her voice was smooth and calm, dripping in slight annoyance. She flipped a page and looked up at me with a straight face. "By the way making a weird karate pose doesn't mean you're a black belt," she added rolling her eyes. Her beautiful, amethyst, mag- woah. I need a life. Quick. I'm spouting poetry about some chick's eyes.

I cleared my throat and blushed. "I'm really sorry, I kinda fell asleep and–"

"You snore loudly."

"Anyway, you can stay here for as long as you want. I'll wait." I looked at her and grinned, but I frowned when I saw her packing her things.

"It's four-thirty now. Good-bye." She pushed past me and headed for the door.

Thoughts: Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! I rushed forward to block the door, but ended up tripping on a chair's leg and fell on her. I shook my head and red flooded my cheeks. I was on top of her.

"Get off me. NOW!" she struggled to get up so I quickly stood up and helped her. She looked down at her skirt and started dusting off her lap.

"I am so sorry, it's just, uh, you can leave, you don't have to, but if you want to, I mean, uh, well," I stuttered trying to find the right thing to say.

"I like your eyes, they're a pretty green," she interrupted. She jerked her head up and had an expression between disgust and horrification (That's right, it's a word). "Uh, sorry," she mumbled before quickly leaving. I stood there looking at the door with my mouth agape. Did what I think just happen, happen?

_Line Break_

I stood behind the counter staring at the door silently pleading that she came back today. I inwardly sighed when she came through the door in full glory. She walked to her usual table in the corner, not looking my way once. I grabbed a sheet of paper and wrote: Taking a Break. Everything 100% off, buy three and get the fourth 150% off! Help yourself. I knew I pretty much bankrupted the store, but I needed to talk to her. I jumped over the counter and walked to her table.

I watched her read for a little while, but she never looked up at me. I decided to take the seat on the opposite side. I cleared my throat and she flicked her eyes up to look at me before looking back at her book. I started to drum my fingers on the table and smirked when I saw her wince and close her eyes.

"Garfield Logan. Gar for short," I said with a nervous smile. I moved the blond hair that had fallen on my face away as I stole a glance at her.

She was glaring at me. "Go away. You're distracting me."

"Having a charming, handsome boy near you can be unnerving," I waggled my eyebrows suggestively praying to any holy force listening that she wouldn't kill me.

"Unnerving. Ooh, big word."

I shrugged, "What should I call you?"

"Girl with a temper who is currently being annoyed by a random blond guy."

"Uh, too long. What's your name?"

"Ra- I prefer people to call me Raven, don't like my real name."

"Cool, so, how's your day?" I mentally slapped myself at how impossibly lame that sounded.

"You're kidding, right?" she looked at me incredulously. "You've been staring at me for the two months and half like a stalker, I accidently compliment you yesterday, we're actually having our first conversation and that's what you say?!"

I pretty sure I resembled a tomato 'bout now. Tomatoes. Salad. Hungry. Food. I shook my head. "When you put it that way…"

"You are ridiculous," she hissed. She shut her book and stood up to leave.

I grabbed her hand effectively stopping her. She turned to face me with her arms crossed. I started to fidget around and opened and closed my mouth but nothing came out.

"I'm waiting…"

"Do you want to hang out? Like now. We could grab lunch." I scratched the back of my back. I lifted my eyes so I could see her face. She wore a small smile. I'm pretty sure that's when I started drooling.

"You do realize that you can't leave the store unattended, right?"

I held up a finger, "I can take care of that." I cleared my throat. "BIG PARTY AT ABANDONED WAREHOUSE NEAR THE SEA PORTS!"

_Line Break_

After the store was emptied and I locked up I went outside to see her waiting for me near the window. I was scared to speak. I couldn't wrap my brain around the fact that she encouraged me to ask her out. Heck, I wasn't even sure this was real. It wouldn't be the first time a date with a hot girl turned out to be my imagination. I decided to give myself a quick pep talk: You got this man, you're the beast, the party animal! No girl can withstand your awesomeness and if they can they're not from this planet. Screw that, even alien girls would fall for me! I sighed and turned to face her with a smile plastered on my face, but when I turned around she wasn't near the shop window.

"Whaaaaaaaa?" I turned my head around searching desperately. I sighed when I saw her talking to the too-cool-for-you-to-see-my-eyes guy on a red motorcycle. Okay, so she was real. Yes! Now all I had to d- wait, what?! I watched her as she talked to him, he turned to face me for a couple of seconds before hugging her and riding off. I clenched my fists and frowned. I huffed in indignation before walking to her.

She lingered there watching him before turning to walk to me. She walked into me not knowing I was behind her.

"You have a boyfriend?! What kind of person does that? What were you guys even talking about? Me, right? Laughing about how stupid I am, huh? Well, you're the loser here, you're the one missing out. So, HA!" I tried to seem angry to hide how I felt, but I'm sure she could tell I was upset.

"What are you going on about? He's my-"

"So, he is your boyfriend! You sicken me!"

She rolled her eyes and in a monotonous tone said, "That's Dick, my friend. Just my friend. He's like my brother. He and his girlfriend Kori are going out of town for a convention. He's overprotective, so when I told him I was going on a date with you he tried to convince to go home, but I wouldn't want to disappoint a h-,h," she closed her eyes and made a sour face, "hot guy like you. So are we going to go eat or not? Oh, and don't ever ask me to say such a vulgar society- made adjective again." She had an expressionless face, but I could see the ghost of a smile, which I returned with my own dazzling one.

"Of course, milady. I shall entertain you with witty jokes." I held my arm out and patiently waited while she reluctantly looped her arm around mine, making a big deal of avoiding my eyes, trying to conceal the slight blush.

"Great, a court jester," she groaned, but her smile made it obvious she didn't mind. Who would?

"Ahem, may the beautiful queen allow me to commence?"

"When she dies of how corny they are you shall be executed."

"If she does die it will be because she laughed too hard, but don't worry," I leaned in close and whispered into her ear, "I'll go through Heaven or Hell to get her back."

"Flirtatious jerk."

I laughed as she punched my arm and we started to walk to the pizza place.