Working at a public library is easy ( that’s where I work) and boring. I once was there the whole day and for only a small portion of it I helped out Steve. 

      Steve is an old guy who owns the place. He never changes it. He is always like I want to keep it look like her old self in the 1800s and oh Rylee doll please don’t buy any supplies for the library she looks gouges the way she is. Anxiously it pisses me off because I always hear parents, couples, and kids complaining about how bad it is.

   They should do a new paint job or take this money it’s for fixing the library. people can just be so cruel to the library. including me. Let's just say I may tour a few books up. Well, baby Rosey did?

   Anyway, when I walk into the library I can see its oak woodwork all along with the ocean library. and the quartz pillars. as well the books shelves that go so high it’s up to the top of the ceiling, and the thousands of books separated by author, genre, and year. I can just smell the mildew smell when I walk in. I’ve never really liked it.

   I walk over to the assistant’s table and grab my name tag. " morning Greeta" I say to a girl with neck-high blond hair and glasses.

  " Morning Rylee," she says back in a high-excited voice. Greeta my friend who works with me. She hates it but she’s only here because her crush Peter works here. 

   " You'll never guess what happened this morning. Peter walked up to me and said I looked lovely today as always," she says.

     "Oh that’s something"

         "Yea but did you hear he said lovely as always"

      " Nice," I say as I'm checking in some books.

       "You’re not even listening to me, he thinks I'm lovely"

          "He must like you" 

                 "You think?" she says in a concerned tone.

"I don’t know but it sounds like it"

 " I'll ask him after work is over. So is it true you found someone?"

          " Where did you hear a rumor like that," I say.

      " Mallory, she snapped at me. she said his name is Jace and he’s really hot and muscular," she says.

      "I thought you had your eyes on Peter"

"Well yea, but I love gossip"

   " So?"

                "So tell me the deets"

   "Well, his name is Jace. He has blond hair that is as yellow as the sand but not too white and gorgeous grey eyes with blue and gold flecks in them that complement the ocean and"

  "Now you're getting too mushy gushy" she scrunches her face.

" Okay, he's just romantic and is caring and sweet, and ahh he kisses me with compassion and love".

     Greeta makes a puking noise and face. I laugh. " okay I'll stop then"

    " No, keep going, tell me more please."

         "If you insist but it's going to get gushier".

   "Who cares? I want to know more"

      "Alright… So a few days ago we had a fight and then yesterday we made up for it and he kissed me in Starbucks then we went to his car and made out it was a dream and tonight he has to come to my house and meet my parents".

       "Ooof girl," she says.

  I nod my head and take the book cart and walk to each section.

  After putting the books away I walk back over to the counter and see great on her phone. Then a little girl who looks at the age of six walks up to the counter. “Can you please check this out for me?” she says with a toothless smile. 

   “ Yes, and what is the name?” I ask.

  “ Winnie Harpenberger” 

  “Now do you have your library card?”

     “Yes.” she can barely reach the top so she has to stand on her tippy toes. 

        I scan the card and do the thing that is so natural to me checking a book out. I then put the books in a bag and bandaged the little girl.

  “ Thank you,” she says. Then she gives me one of her toothless smiles and skips out of the doors.

  When she is gone I smile slightly. "Hello, are you listening to me? " greeta says.

   "Yea sorry zoned out there for a minute."

   She rolls her glossy topaz eyes and looks at her phone.

     "Hey Rylee, how was the party a few days ago? I never got to ask you at the party." says tall, black shaggy black hair, freckled face peter.

    " Fine Peter," I say. I can see in the corner of my eye that Greeta is trying to stop looking at him but can't.

    " That's good.. Hey I was wondering if you would like to go to the movies with me tonight?" he asks. Then he puts his hand behind his head and looks at me with his topaz eyes. 

   " I'm sorry Peter, I'm taken but I know someone who has no plans and would love to go with you." I look at Greeta. I can see her face turning even redder by the second.

  Peter looks at greeta and says " Greeta will you go with me tonight?" He then smiles just a half smile.

   I can see greeta stumbling on her words but with enough strength, she manages to say "Sure... uh... what time..." 

    " I'll pick you up at 6 see you then," he says and walks away with a cart of books.

" I love playing matchmaker," I say and sigh. I can see she is still in shock "Hello earth to Greeta"

     "He asked me to go with him to the movies. Am I dead?"

        "No, get it together"

   "Is this what it's like to be asked out " 

     "Yes and no. Now pull yourself together. We have a library to assist, idiot.” She stands even straighter and walks away. 

    She's probably imagining her and Peter making out. barf.