The next day I went to work as usual. Well, I won't tell you the name of the company I work for. Just know that I have easy access to the Twilight books there. It was no secret that I was almost clinically obsessed with them. One of my coworkers once told me, "You do know that other books exist, right?"

Well, yeah, but there's only three, almost four, books that I will read over and over and over. All of them are by "Stephenie Meyer". Anyway, my job this particular day was to put some merchandise on the shelves. Everything was going according to plan. There was nothing really unusual happening at this point. Since I'm there before the store opens there was nothing to go wrong yet.

The manager came over the intercom and warned us that he was opening the door. That was fine. I continued with my work. He must have been waiting at the door with all the other early shoppers because the moment I heard the faint sound of the doors opening I saw him.

I wish I could describe him to you, but I'm not about give his identity away either. I will say that he looked like a vampire. Exactly how they were supposed to look in Twilight. He was beautiful and paler than anyone I'd ever seen. His eyes were a dark gold with the smallest tint of red. We stared at one another for a moment. He was taller than me, definitely older, but he still looked young.

He also looked strong. Not like a beefcake, but like a person who went to the gym regularly. He sized me up curiously. My heart was pounding, because reading the books, and seeing the person, I instantly knew what he was. Not that I was willing to admit it.

I was doubtful of myself just the same as you probably are, reader. But as a fellow Twilight fan, you would have reacted the same as me. I mean, all of the symptoms of vampire were right in front of me. But its impossible for a book to come to life. So I made myself get a grip on reality and forced a smile. I put on my professional face.

"Can I help you?" I said. I might have been flirting. A little.

"Yes," he answered. I stopped my gasp before it could escape me. His voice. That's right. It was perfect. It was a song in the form of everyday speech. Strange. There was a prolonged silence between us, like neither of us knew what to do. My heart was still pounding against my rib cage like it was trying to escape. "Are you Jaylin?"

I smiled politely and pointed to my name badge. How else would he know me? He nodded in understanding as he saw it. He gave me his name, but like I said I'm not giving any details. What should we call him?

"Alec," he introduced extending his hand to shake mine. Alec seems appropriate. I touched his freezing hand. My mind was spinning. A smile tugged at my lips, but that's because I couldn't think of anything but how weird of a coincidence this was.

"Hi," I said.

An awkward silence. I swallowed nervously. It was intimidating to stand before someone this entrancing.

"What did you need help with?" I asked. Alec looked away and barely nodded to himself. It seemed he decided on something private. He grinned politely. The sight itself was penetrable.

"Actually its not me who needs help," he said coyly. I blinked at him curiously.

"What does that...?"

My name came over the intercom as I was called to the cash wrap up at the front of the store. I hesitated, wondering if I should abandon a customer in need. Then again, he wasn't really a customer. At least he didn't seem like he needed any help at all. I was about to leave when he caught my arm with his cold hand. My heart jumped into my throat. I couldn't help but remind myself not to wonder what if he was a vampire. Then I guess it could be worse. For instance his eyes weren't red. They eyes were gold... At least they were goldish.

"Jay, I'm here to help you. May I speak with you on your lunch break?" he asked. Do remember when Bella talked about "dazzling"? Nothing, absolutely nothing, compares to the real life version. It was enough to make me disgusted with myself for merely being in his presence. There's nothing more ego-destroying than standing beside him when he was looking at me like that.

My thoughts were spinning wildly. He could be a vampire.

"O...kay..." I stammered like an idiot. He let go and I could breathe again. I went back to work almost hyperventilating.