So, I have a confession to make… Not many of my friends know this, but I feel like it's something that I need to confess to someone before I go mad with it.
Before you start guessing NO I'm not coming out! THAT wouldn't be an issue with my friends. No, the thing is I am utterly and completely obsessed with all things Twilight… Mainly the books if I'm honest, the reason I keep it to myself is that I have mainly male friends and they would totally ridicule me if they found out how bad I have it for the Twilight world. They would be shocked with how much on a daily basis that I had all things Twilight related on my mind.
I'm a wolf girl, not hating on the vamps it's just I've always found the imprinting business terribly romantic. Plus who would complain about getting to cuddle up with a major hottie (literally! :P) who completely adores you? Not me that's for sure!
My obsession is what led me to a particular bookstore a good two hours away from my home. I was secretly praying I didn't bump into anyone I knew whilst clutching my Twilight goodies like I was some sort of mad woman! How embarrassing!
However, I totally deserved my little shopping spree. After the horrendous job interview I had just gone through it was either buy books or buy ice cream. I was in a world of my own when a little old lady with blue rimmed glasses and a kind smile approached me. "Need any help dear?" she asked me, with a knowing grin on her face.
Professional maybe! I thought to myself before facing the lady fully to answer her. "Oh, um. No not really, thank you". I told her, wanting desperately for her to take a step or two away from me. I didn't particularly enjoy my personal space being invaded. Even if the woman meant well she still looked like she was mere seconds away from pulling me into a hug.
Did I honestly look that pathetic today?
"Oh honey, looks like you've had a hell of a day! Wait right here, I have the perfect thing to cheer you up!" She beamed at me before walking off at a speed I didn't expect a woman of her age to be able to move at. "No wait!" I whisper yelled in the direction she went but it was too late, she was already off in another room behind the till area. Perfect I thought as I stood there clutching my books to my chest as if they were my life line.
I could leave though, I could totally make it to the door and out to freedom before the crazy old woman comes back!
I looked at the door, then back down at the books I clutched in my arms. I must have looked equally as crazy as the old woman stood there looking back and forth between the door and the books I held. No, I needed these books! My decision was made by the time she came back through the red beaded curtain behind the counter; the power of books would be the death of me I swear!
She was smiling broadly at me whilst holding a small black box and I am not too proud to admit that her smile gave me the creeps. I wasn't totally afraid of her, I mean she was a small old lady, but something about the way she was intently looking at me gave me a major case of nerves. I hoped and prayed that she didn't have some kind of sex toy in the box, that was all I needed to add to my current anxiety.
I couldn't make out from her features whether the 'perfect thing to cheer me up' was something naughty or alcoholic, and that scared me. Though alcohol wouldn't be too bad an idea, I thought. Mentally I added a nice bottle of wine to my shopping list, I didn't need the ice cream anymore. I brought myself out of my dream land when the woman softly cleared her throat, that's when I realised she had said something whilst I had been staring off into space. "Oh I'm sorry! Could you repeat that please?" I said smiling sheepishly at her. The woman just nodded smiling still. "I asked you what your name was my dear?" She repeated for me.
"Oh it's Lana Blackwood" I told her, unsure as to why she would want my name but unable to keep myself from telling her. Weird. "Well Lana, this is for you. No don't open it here, goodness child! Go home, draw yourself a nice hot bath. Light some candles and then open the box and follow the instructions" She told me making it known that I was allowed to take the box from her now.
All I could do was nod obediently at her. I placed my books down on the table beside me and held my hands out for the box. The moment my fingertips touched the box I felt a jolt run through my body and I couldn't stop myself from letting out a gasp of surprise. This seemed to please the old lady immensely as she did a happy squeal and clapped her hands together gleefully.
"Oh my dear! Yes, this is exactly what you need!" She laughed. Well now I was incredibly weirded out!
"Um, thank you…I think? How much do I uh owe you the books and the uh box?" I said, hopefully making it clear I was trying to leave immediately. The box in question hummed lightly in my hands as we walked to the till and the woman added and bagged up my purchases for me.
"That'll be £25.99 sweetheart. The box is on me though, no charge!" She told me. "Are…are you sure? I don't mind paying for them all?" I said, mentally berating myself for spending so much on books again.
I have a serious problem!
"No, no! I couldn't charge a woman in need. No dear, you go home and enjoy! May all your dreams finally come true!" She said with a knowing look in her eyes. I hurriedly handed over my money and thanked her. Then I preceded to high tail it out of there as if the Grim Reaper himself was on my heels.