New York. A place where hard work and money rose you up on the business ladder. This is the Golden Rule of business. Every owner of a company, store, ect. went with. All except for a little bookstore on the corner of Main Street and Time Square. The store was run by Zendaya Peterson, a young twenty year old. She was normal, everything about her said normal, except for, well, her ears. Her ears were Elfin ears, like something you would find on a Legend of Zelda character. But nobody really paid attention to them. Her Golden Rule of business was to work hard to give people books. That's all that mattered.

Anyways, our story begins with Zendaya just opening up her shop. Unlocking the door, she stepped inside and smelled the air.

The smell of learning, knowledge, and imagination. She thought, is probably my favorite smell.

She flipped the closed sign over to open and took off her coat. She said "The Villiage Booksmith is now open for the day."

She put her coat on the back of her chair and in its place put on a faded white and blue checkered apron on. Before going to put some books back on the shelves, she tied her long, curly brown hair up in a ponytail. Grabbing the books, she set off in the maze of wood and books to find the right shelves.

While putting the last book away, the bell above the door, rang through the store, and a familiar voice said "Ms. Peterson. Are you here?"
"I'll be right up."
She walked up to the front desk to see her friend Norman Osborn. She said "Why hello, Norman! Fancy meeting you here."

"I've come to pick up my book I ordered."

"Of course. Let me go get it from the back. Make yourself comfy."

She walked to the back of the store while Norman sat down in one of the chairs.

A few minutes later, she came back with a hardcover book titled You and Your Company

She went behind the counter and filled out a fourm and wrapped the book in a tan paper cover. Sliding the book across the counter and typing the amount due she said "Your all set, Norman. All you need to do is pay."

He handed her a $10 bill. She put it in the cash register and said "There you go, Norman. Where are you going dressed all fancy?"

She pointed to his grey suit and black tie, including his suitcase.

"I'm off to Oscorp, my company."
"Oh. Well, I'll see you around. Bye."
"Bye."

She waved as he walked out. Stepping out from behind the counter, she put more books away. What she didn't notice was Norman hadn't walked out the door. He watched her as she put books away.

But then she must have noticed his presence, for she turned around and said "Do you need something, Norman?"
"I was just looking at your lovely outfit."

"Thank you."

She looked down at her outfit, which consisted of an olive green tunic dress, black gauntlets, black leggings, and brown boots.

"Well I better be off. I'll see you later."
"Bye, Norman."
"Bye."

With that he left the bookstore, leaving Zendaya in her element of books.