I looked up at the guy, who was looking down at my outstretched hand. He looked slightly older than me, and he wore a black shirt and jeans, and his hair reached his chin. He was really… handsome. His eyes were chocolate-brown but right now they looked down at me, a little embarrassed.

"Sorry." He said, his voice apologetic, "Were you going to buy this?"

"Actually I was." I said, smiling a bit, "But if you want it, you can buy it. I'll get one later, when there are stocks again."

He looked around, "Hang on, maybe there're still some stocks hidden. Stay here."

I smiled and nodded at him, looking down the shelves. I spotted a couple of more books that perked my interests, and I took them.

"Here you go." The man said, smiling as he handed me another Breaking Dawn copy, "They just forgot to restock the shelves."

I blushed, "Oh, thanks. You didn't have to do that." I added the book to the couple I picked up before.

The man pointed at the books I held, "Rice and Tolkien fan?"

I nodded, holding up the books I had. I picked up "The Hobbit" and "Blackwood Farm" while he was gone. "You got me. I've read them before, but I only borrowed them. I think it's high time I bought my own copy."

He grinned, "Yeah, same here." He nodded to the Breaking Dawn copy he gave me. "Team Edward or Team Jacob?"

I laughed, "Team Jacob, apparently… I'm not really an Edward or Bella fan. I feel like I can relate to him somewhat… being in the same situation he's in. Maybe that's the reason I want to read it. I just finished Eclipse."

"Yeah. Same here. I relate to Jacob more than Edward too…" He bit his lip.

I smiled at him, and looked at his eyes. It was like this guy… was my soulmate or something. There was something in me that clicked with him. I immediately forgot this afternoon with Carl, and just standing there, looking at each other, made me feel special… it's like I bonded with him.

It's like… he "imprinted" on me.

He smiled again, "Are you done? I'm actually going to the cashier now. Would you like to come with me?"

I nodded, "Sure. I got what I need, for now." He raised a hand, indicating we walk together. We stood at the line of the cash register, and as we waited, he smiled and pointed down at my work uniform.

"It looks like you just left work. Are you hungry? Would you like to… have dinner or something?" he seemed to get shy at how forward he was acting, but when I smiled, it seemed to make him gather up some courage, and he finished. "There's a nice tea house in this mall. I heard that they make really good dimsum."

I nodded again, not eagerly, but calmly… just so he wouldn't notice how shy I was getting. "Sure. Dinner sounds great."

He grinned again, "I'm Jakob, by the way." He laughed as I grinned at the sound of his name, and he held out his hand, "Not related to any Quileutes, and I don't turn into a werewolf either. But you're going to have a kick with my real name. It's Jakob Gray… with an 'a'."

I grinned widely, "No way? You serious?"

He laughed, and I put my hand to my forehead, just to see if my face was flaming. It was. I peered up to his face in embarrassment. I felt like going to have a case of déjà vu when I introduce myself.

I took a deep breath and put my hand into his in a handshake. His skin felt blissfully warm and comforting. I smiled shyly.

"My name is Jeanne. Jeanne Grey. With an 'e'."

His eyes widened in shock, "No way? You serious?" He laughed.

And I laughed with him.