AN: Man I really hope that somebody reads this. Huh, I wonder if there have ever been any fanfiction with zero views. Well, on with the story. And sorry to change the rating I figured it's T at least right now I'll change it back to M later if I need to.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. If I did would I honestly be butchering my own characters this way. You obviously don't think much of Stephanie Meyer if you think that she would write an all human story.
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The Library
"Miss, Are you alright?" I backed away, almost jumped actually. His piercing blue eyes were mesmerizing in their clarity.
"Y – yeah, I…I'm f-f-fine" I mean I tripped all of the time but I usually didn't run into someone that delicious.
"Hey, I haven't seen you around before" I see what Alice meant about an accent being more appealing when the guy was beautiful. "What room are you in? My girlfriend is expecting a new roommate." Of course, he has a girlfriend. All the good ones are always taken.
"Umm, I'm in room 2C" I pointed up the stairs. I quickly brought my arm down, of course he knew that 2C was on the second floor. He smiled at me and held out his hand. I noticed the glint of the light off of his ear length platinum blonde hair.
"Nice to meet you! You must be Bella. I'm Jasper Hale, Alice's fiancé." I took his hand and shook it. I felt kind of stupid now. One second thinking Alice is so nice and the next I'm checking out her boyfriend. Bad Bella!
"Yeah I'm Bella…I'm going to get the mail" I turned on my heel and progressed down the stairs. Hoping not to run into anyone else…unless Jasper has a brother.
I unlocked the blue-gray mailbox, taking out the two or three miscellaneous envelopes that were in there. I began to walk back up the stairs, not incredibly anxious to talk to Alice after my literal run in with her boyfriend.
I debated knocking on the door but just before my knuckles hit the wood, I pulled out my key and shoved it into the lock. Why would I knock on my own door? Well, because my roommate is in there with her insanely hot boyfriend, of course. I decided not to dwell on that.
"Hey Bella! I heard you already met Jasper!" She smiled at me and I couldn't help but smile back. Jasper stood up from his spot beside Alice on her bed.
"Well, It was nice meetin' you Bella. My sister's excited to meet you on Friday" He shook my hand again before heading out of the door that I had neglected to shut. I turned to Alice and handed her two of the envelopes that had her name on them.
"So you never actually told me who this 'group' was" I didn't want scary Alice talking about makeovers again. Maybe she forgot…probably not.
"Well there's me, Jasper" She started counting off her fingers. "Jasper's sister, Rosalie, Rosalie's fiancé, Emmett. Emmett and his little brother Edward are my cousins too. Emmett's trying to drag Edward along, he's a freshman too!" She exclaimed the last sentence like it was the most unlikely coincidence in the world.
"So Edward is the only other freshman, I take it"
"Yeah, Emmett and Rosalie and Jasper are all Juniors. I'm a sophomore and you and Edward are Freshman"
"So what are they all like" Alice was fun to talk to and if her friends were anywhere near as…interesting as Jasper, I wanted to hear about them.
"Well Rosalie looks a lot like Jasper, only prettier" I had a few problems believing that "And she is like the best! She was my roommate last year but when Emmett proposed they moved in together. They have a little apartment right outside of the campus. Emmett acts more like a bear cub than a man most of the time. He's kind of big brother to the whole group. And Edward is…different. So you know that old phrase 'All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy'?" I nodded. "Well Edward hasn't played in a very long time"
"He sounds like fun" I mumbled, not exactly wanting to make fun of Alice's family right in front of her face.
"Oh Yeah! As you might guess, Edward's not exactly the most fun person in the world. I mean the boy got accepted to Princeton and UCLA and he refused to leave Oklahoma. I truly don't know what his problem is."
We talked for another hour about the most random and insignificant things. Alice asked about my pets, more specifically if I had a dog. We talked about my dad Charlie and his exciting career in small town law enforcement. We talked about Chicago and funny people Alice had met on the El. Most importantly though, we didn't talk about my dating history.
"Hey Alice?"
"Yeah Bella?"
"Where's the library?" She scrunched her nose at me.
"Why do you want to go to the library?"
"I didn't bring most of my books with me and I'm desperately going to need some reading material" I was one of those girls with a book on every table in the house, and usually two or three in my purse. I mean who knows when I would run into an emergency waiting-room situation?
"It's the third left going toward the assembly hall. There's a big sign that says dork right outside of it, you can't miss it." I glared at her before breaking into a smile at her innocent expression. It already felt like we'd been friends for years, not hours.
"I'll be back later" I grabbed my wallet and stuck it into my pocket, just in case they asked for some obscure information on the form for the library card. Alice threw a pillow at me as I walked out the door.
The brisk evening air was a lot more pleasant than the sweltering heat had been. I strolled down the main campus street taking in the various buildings. There were the sororities, which looked like little mini playboy mansions to me. The various dorms, and the occasional diner. After I passed the second left, the academic buildings filled the scenery. They were all designed the same, with red brick and white trim. They were all two stories tall and had 6 windows running down the side on each level. I turned onto the street that Alice had indicated. There was no sign that read 'dork' but the library was hard to miss.
The building resembled a Greek temple with imposing columns running along the front. There was a large sign on an island in the middle of the parking lot. I walked through the front doors and stopped to look at the hours of the impressive building. It was nice open to 10:00 pm most nights and 11:00 pm on Friday and Saturday.
Once I cleared the second set of automatic doors I was greeted by the familiar and comforting scent of glue and paper. I proceeded to the front desk and picked up a form for the library cards. Standard information, name address, social security number. I finished it and walked up to the counter.
The boy behind the counter came up to me quickly, taking the form with too much zeal. He was a gangly type, obviously no muscle under his short-sleeved, button up shirt.
"So…Bella" he stopped to peak at the form for my name. "Are you a freshman here at OSU?" I nodded slightly mesmerized by a ginormous zit on his chin.
"Yes, that's why I need a library card" I added after jerking my attention back up to his beady eyes.
"Well you could always use my card" he suggested "heck, you could even use my room, say Friday at 8?" My eyes widened, mostly in disgust but a little in surprise too.
"Sorry…"
"Eric" he supplied
"Eric, I'll just take the card." He opened his mouth, probably with some other heinous pick up technique in mind. "Just the card." He glumly turned around shuffling around on his desk. A minute later he handed me an orange and black card with the OSU insignia in the top left-hand corner. "Thanks" I said semi-sarcastically before walking into the vast room of bookshelves.
This library was 3 times the size of the public library in Forks. And the silence astonished me. I guess it wasn't that amazing as I couldn't actually see anyone other than Eric the rat. In fact, let's just call him ratfink.
I followed the orange and black signs towards the fiction section, looking for something readable. I turned down the aisle that claimed to have books A-Du. Truly it looked like it had all the books ever written. Surely I could find what I was looking for. I stood there for a second, in awe of the sheer number of books. Then I chuckled to myself, realizing that this library wasn't particularly huge…I was just used to the pitiful Forks library.
I walked down the aisle, heading for where I assumed the Jane Austen books would be. But halfway down the aisle I stopped dead in my tracks.
I had a clear view of a large collection of tables, where various students and teachers sat working on various stuff. The tables had wooden legs and green linoleum surfaces, nothing special or unusual. Although the reason I had stopped was very unusual indeed, for me at least.
I was never one to paste posters of attractive males all over my room, or watch mind-numbingly idiotic movies just because the main character was hot. So I was just as surprised that I had stopped as I was about the fabulously attractive youth I had stopped for.
His appearance was slightly out of place for the college atmosphere as he did not look a day over seventeen. His ethereally perfect skin glowed in the light showing the absence of facial hair. Though, I would not call him clean shaven, it appeared as if he could not grow any hair at all. His broad shoulders seemed somewhat bony, and as he hunched over the table he looked as if he had just accomplished a growth spurt of a few inches, and had not adapted to his height.
Although, this boyishness did not take away from his beauty. His hair – well what I could see peeking out from under his tan cowboy hat – was a strange copper color and shined like a new penny. All of his features were perfectly straight and regal, reminding me of Alice in his absent minded perfection. I was entranced by the rolling of his shoulders, the way he stretched his hands after writing for too long, the way his bronze eyebrows furrowed from underneath the brim of his hat.
This proved to be a problem because I completely ceased to look at books and merely peered over them like a deranged stalker. A riot of laughing coming from ratfink's general direction forced my eyes away from the mysterious character.
I randomly grabbed the first book I saw, only looking at the title of it as I walked briskly towards the front desk. Sense and Sensibility, good choice.
When I saw ratfink he was leaning blushing madly and talking to a group that had gathered in front of him. The group was mostly comprised of young women, all dressed in far too little clothing to be at a library. At the center was another freakishly gorgeous man, although this one was all man.
He looked to be about 6'5", tall by any standards. He also looked like he could lift a house. He had his arm around a model looking blonde, who seemed to be the only woman there not showing 83.5 of her skin. She had her head leaning on her upper arm, which was as high as she could reach, and shook gently with his animated speech.
I did my best to ignore the group and just check out my book, I had no idea how long I had been at the library and Alice was probably going to think I'd run into some crazy axe murderer.
Ratfink lit up as I walked over, turning his attention away from the man making fun of him. He smiled, I think it was meant to be inviting but it was really just creepy.
"I see you found something!" He was way too happy, it scared me.
"Yeah" I dropped the book on the counter and handed him by brand new card, I hadn't even put it away since he handed it to me.
"Oh you like Jane Austen? I love her!"
"In BED!" I smiled at the large man's comment. I hadn't heard in bed since 7th grade and in that time I had forgotten how – if correctly used – incredibly funny it was.
"Thanks." I took my card and turned around, fully intent on heading towards the door.
"Hey, sorry about that he just left it wide open. I couldn't help myself" I turned around when I was addressed and nodded at his explanation.
"No Problem, I like a dork getting humiliated as much as the next girl."
"My name's Emmett by the way and this is Rosalie" He gestured to the blonde on his arm and held his hand out. I shook it.
"I'm Bella."
"Oh are you Alice's new roommate?" Rosalie asked me.
"Yeah" She abruptly hugged me, smiling widely.
"Oh it's so great to meet you" She had a bit of an accent, but it was surprisingly pleasant, as was Emmett's for that matter. "You're coming on Friday right?"
"Yeah"
"Well, we'll talk more then. Don't want to keep you waiting."
"Thanks," I tucked my book tighter under my arm "It was nice to meet you Rosalie, Emmett" He waved but was already engrossed in some other lewd comment to Ratfink.
The walk back to the dorms was relatively uneventful. And Alice was already asleep when I opened the door to the room.
I went to sleep that night with only one thought in my head. I was picturing the face of the boy from the library.
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AN: SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry about the delay I was at summer camp for 3 weeks.
PS if I already said 2 I was wrong it was three. I thought about this the whole time, I felt so guilty for leaving it on the cliffy. Hope you didn't lose faith in me.
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