Previously…

Once they finished their tea, they went back to their house, where Will felt no interest to finish 'Tell-Tale Heart', and to just lie down, and contemplate.

Tessa, after she had unpacked nearly half of the boxes, stood by the carpeted staircase, looking smug. Nate fell asleep in the sun and when she went to check on him, he was redder than a tomato. She had to literally drag him into the house, and he nearly fell on top of her.

Not one of her best moments.

Nevertheless, she was proud that she had at least had the house looking pretty decent.

The walls had yet to be painted. She couldn't decide what color to paint it. She loved her new white couch and chairs with its black-and-white pillows, but what Tessa really loved was her flooring, which was cherry wood.

She already knew where to put the TV—a little bit to the right of the fireplace, so she and her brother could watch it on the couch, or in the kitchen where it was in the open with a nice granite island. The cabinets were cherry wood as well (plus, a pantry!) and the fridge and freezer were stainless steel.

Tessa really loved her house so far.

It was getting stuffy, so she turned on the ceiling fan, which was huge because of the high ceiling. She went to go check on her older brother who was in his bedroom already. It was unbelievable how his bed was already there and was made, but it was already messy. Her brother was sprawled on top of it, looking a sickly green. Tessa huffed and gently woke up her brother. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Tessie," he moaned, reaching for her. She shook her head and brought him to the bathroom, where she could hear the oh-so-pleasant sounds he made all the way from her bedroom, which was the master bedroom.

Her room was a lavender color with a queen sized bed. It was her favorite room in the house not because of the size or anything, but because of the books that inhabited the place. They were stored in a wooden bookshelf painted white. It was quite a large bookshelf, too, but then again, she had a lot of books to store. She basically had a whole wall dedicated to it.

She really enjoyed the classics, though. Her favorite was A Tale of Two Cities, and she read it most frequently.

She then thought of when Will took her book and might as well have insulted her for reading it. She tightened her jaw and walked to the bathroom to check on her brother.

"Nate?" Tessa called. "How're you doing in there?"

She heard him cough once, twice. "Horrible. Get out of here; I don't want you seeing me like this." Tessa shrugged.

"Okay, then. Well, I'm going to the library later, 'kay?"

"Have fun," he said flatly, and she walked off to get a snack from the pantry.

"Oh, Saturdays, how I do love you so!" Will heard his sister mockingly say in an exaggerated voice.

"Shut up, Cecily!" he shouted.

"No!" she shouted back. He let out a frustrated groan and threw a pillow from his bed at her down the stairs. "Ow! Hey!" she yelled. "What was that for?!"

"You wouldn't shut up," he replied, and then closed his door. Will was bored out of his mind. He had nothing to do. He could watch TV, maybe some movies. But no good ones ever played on Saturday, which really sucked.

He could read a book. Find one that he hasn't read a million times already. He had started looking, but then he realized that today would be the day his sister would never leave him alone.

"Oh, William," she said. She had a grin on her face.

Will narrowed his eyes. "Yes…?"

She clasped her hands together. "Well, um. Can you take me to the store later?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Why me?"

"Because you have a car. And a license."

"Fair enough."

"I'm serious, Will."

"Fine," he said, holding a hand up.

She continued on, "Please! I really want to go, and—did you just say yes?"

Will nodded slowly. "I've got nothing else to do."

Cecily nearly jumped with joy. "Thanks!" She hugged him. Will was caught off-guard when she did so, but nevertheless, returned it.

When she left the room, all he could think was, Girls…

After the long twenty minute drive, Will parked his car in the parking lot. For a Saturday, there weren't many cars there. "So what am I supposed to do while you're gone?" he asked.

Cecily took off her seatbelt and pushed the car door open. "I don't know. There's a library right there. You can go there or something."

"All right, then. Call me when you're done, okay?"

She smiled. "Okay. See you in like an hour or so." He nodded and she took off, her figure getting smaller and smaller until she entered the big store. Will gulped. He wasn't sure if he should have let her gone. She was his younger sister. Something could happen to her, and it could be his entire fault. Maybe he should've gone inside with her, and protected her better there.

He would've hated it if someone had done that for him, though.

Besides, she was Cecily Herondale.

He started the car and made his way toward the library, which was across the street.

Tessa was in awe.

The place was giant, so much bigger than the library in New York, which was pretty big. But all that occupied her mind at the moment was books books books.

She had to sign up for a library card there, she thought, so she went over to the lady who showed her how to do it, then gave her the card for her to sign her name on, and was free to check out any book she wishes and that she can check out as much as thirty-five and so on.

Tessa's eyes lit up when she saw Great Expectations. She reached for it and held it tightly against her chest. She kept looking around and nearly freaked out in the quiet library when she saw Lord Tennyson, and oh!—Emily Dickinson. To summarize, she nearly passed out in excitement.

She reached for David Copperfield, but it appeared that someone else was about to as well. Their fingers touched, and Tessa felt a little shock. She turned her head and gasped. "Will?" she said incredulously.

"Well, this is…unexpected." He drew his hand back and smiled. "Hello, my darling Tessa."

"Don't call me that."

Will chuckled.

Tessa was curious. "Why are you here?" she inquired.

He smirked. "Same reason you are, obviously. To get a book. To read. Things people usually do in a library."

She pushed her hair back, and said, "Well, yeah. But I didn't know that you…"

Will tilted his head purposely. "That I what? Enjoy reading?"

Tessa nodded meekly. "Most people our age don't."

He laughed, a nice, comforting sound, Tessa realized. "You should know by now that I'm not like most people."

"I guess not…?" Tessa shook her head. "But you were about to grab that Dickens book. Since when do you read any of the classics?"

"What made you think I didn't?"

Tessa scowled. "How about your whole personality, the way you act towards others, and how crude you can be, and maybe that one time when you grabbed my book and just acted like a jerk then."

He grinned.

This made Tessa slightly more infuriated. "What are you so happy about?"

"You're just… Never mind." Will shook his head and handed her David Copperfield. "Here you go, Tess." She stared at him, bewildered. No one had ever called her Tess before. Her brother called her Tessie, but she was used to it—he was her brother after all. But Tess. She kind of liked it. Even if Will would be the one who calls her that.

His cell phone rang, cutting her out of her thoughts. "I believe that's my cue. Good seeing you, Tessa."

And he left, and she just stood there in shock.

A/N: This was a shorter chapter. I felt like this was a good place to leave off *laughs evilly*. I am so glad you guys like the story so far! Thank you all for the reviews. You're all beautiful people. Lol okay.

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