Chapter 1

Hey everyone! This is my first Emison fanficiton and it IS AU so I hope you enjoy the different story line! Please read and let me know what you think :)

24 year old Emily Fields bustled around her bookstore trying to get herself organized. As she ran to and fro through shelves of books and café tables, she couldn't help but feel the slight twinge of pride that sparked in her heart. Ever since she was forced to quit the Rosewood High swim team she had taken up reading as her new pastime. By age 19 she knew what she wanted to do with her life. After attending Dartmouth and earning not only a degree in English, but one in business, too, she finally opened her own bookstore. It was nothing flashy, nor was it a Barnes and Nobles, but she thought it was perfect. It was a little, hole-in-the-wall bookstore that you would have no idea existed if you weren't a local. She lived in the apartment directly above it and roomed with her best friend, and coworker, Andy. Andy was 24 and also attended Dartmouth with Emily. While Emily was tall, brunette, and very reserved, Andy was the total opposite. She was small, red headed, littered with tattoos, and had a nose stud. She looked like your typical artsy girl, which sometimes made Emily jealous.

"Emily!"

She turned around at the sound of Andy's voice calling after her.

"What's up?"

"Can you do me a favor and take these books and put them back on the shelf over there?" she asked.

"Yeah sure, no problem."

"Thanks!" she said in a very high-pitched, girly voice that made Emily laugh to herself. She sure did love her best friend.

As she walked, looking back over her shoulder at Andy who had taken to flirting with some customer with toned biceps and spiked brown hair, she didn't realize that she about to find herself in the midst of a head on collision.

With a very attractive blonde.

As their bodies crashed into each other, Emily dropped her books and clipboard. She looked up and realized that dropped books were the least of her worries. The mysterious blonde stranger had dropped her coffee and spilled it all over her white sundress.

It didn't take Emily long to realize how absolutely beautiful the blonde was, even if she was covered in a skinny latte.

"Are you okay?"

It was her sweet voice that brought Emily back down to Earth.

"OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY!" Emily said as she scrambled to help the blonde.

"It's okay, I should've been watching where I was going…" she trailed off as she made eye contact with Emily for the first time, immediately at a loss for words in the presence of this beautiful stranger. She continued looking into her eyes until the brunette managed to speak.

"I-I'll get you some napkins… and a new coffee. On the house, of course!" Emily managed to say as she ran back towards the bar. She grabbed as many paper towels as she could and ran back towards the beautiful blonde stranger, careful to dodge any people this time.

"Here you go, again, I am so sorry. I should've been watching where I was going." She said sheepishly as she fe a blush creep up her neck. She hoped the blonde hadn't noticed.

"Thanks," she said timidly, returning the blush and half-smile, "But I should've been watching, too." She took the napkins and stood up, attempting to clean her soiled dress.

"I'm like a walking latte," she said, laughing in attempt to break the tension.

"Latte looks good on you," Emily said before her brain could catch up with her mouth. She looked down immediately and blushed, clearly embarrassed by what she had just revealed.

"Thanks," the blonde said quietly as she tried to wipe some of the coffee from her hair.

"My apartment is right upstairs, why don't you come up and let me wash your dress for you? You could take a shower and I'll get you a change of clothes?" Emily suggested shyly.

"Are you sure? I-I wouldn't want to impose…"

"Of course not. It's the least I can do," Emily said as she flashed a flirty smile and reached out her hand to help the blonde up.