[Ryan] I'm afraid that I, well I may have faked it [Ross] {ONE}

She sighed and layed her bag softly against her cold body as she rested her hands over her eyes. Life ins't as easy as it looks. A groan slowly escaped her mouth as she checked her clock noticing the sharp numbers making a perfect: 6:30. Which ment, she was already late for her job at the local library. Stumbling she threw her black Slipknot bag over her shoulder as she drew herself to her small closet, pershed next to the circular white door. Pulling on her favourite pair of converse, she quickly snatched her umbrella and headed towards the door. "Rain, rain, go away, come again another day," Rebbeca sang, as she ran towards the sidewalk leading to the big building known as the Library. It was a hugley huge building with bricks leading up the whole thing, and a beautiful sign that read: The Main Library Of Chicago. Many kids of all labels came here to exspose their love for reading, or whatever else that could be done in a library. Rebbeca stayed mostly close to the: Band Geek section, though she throughly didn't believe in labels. She threw the door of the library open fiercly, as her Co-helper ran towards her, noticing the slightly cold, and mad expression painted accross her face. "Who pissed in your cheerios?" Anna shot at her, like icy needles poking into Rebecca skin. This was DEFFENITLY NOT what she wanted right now. Anna shoved several books into her tiny "boy" hands, and skipped off back to her table where she franticly searched pictures of "Ryan Ross" aka, the "hottest" guitarist who went to their highschool. All the girls thought he was super gorgeous, but Rebbecca Harris was not a fan girl. She thought it was actually quite funny watching all the little girls screaming, and following him around like he was famous or something. "Rebbecca," Jessica, her other Library assistant said, breaking her from her thoughts about: Mr. Ryan Ross. "I heard the news about Kaleb, and I really hope you're okay," she said in a hushed tone, so none of the geeks from the geek corner could hear her explain a break up story. "Oh, I'm fine. There'll be other boys," she said quickly, trying to hide the fact she had almost gone 2 minutes without thinking about him. Jessica had a toothy grin on her face, as she turned to help "Gared", a 12 year old boy who had a massive crush on her. "I've had enough of boys," she thought, seating herself just across from her favourite book section. Placing her 3 books down, she glanced around activley, noticing any other people around the: musical legends section. There stood an almost 6 foot boy. He was very tall and sported a strange t-shirt, and a formiliar pair of skinny jeans that hung tightly around his skinny waist. He looked over at Rebbecca and smiled widley, as he continued to search the guitar chord section. The unidentified male grabbed 2 large books, and seated himself next to Rebbecca. She pretended she hadn't noticed he was there, until he cleared his throat. "Oh, hi," she said quietly, giving a tiny wave. "Hey," he smiled, opening his large book. "Whatcha readin'?" "Paul Mccartney, it's like a heart healer," she replied. "Breakup huh?" "Yeah," "By the way, I'm Brendon," he said sending her another attractive grin. "Rebbecca," she returned, lifting her head up slightly from her book. (Awkward moment of silence) "Would you call me if I gave you my number?" he asked. "Would you call me if I gave you my number?" Rebbecca repeated, as Brendon gleamed, and wrote down his 7 didget number. Next to it he wrote his name with a smiley face next to it. "Call me," was all he said before grabbing his stuff, and heading towards the Library door.
DO NOT CALL THE PHONE NUMBER ON THE PIC IN RESULTS. I RANDOMLY MADE IT UP, SO IT'D LOOK COOL. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HIS REAL # IS.
DO NOT CALL THE PHONE NUMBER THANKS FOR READING! :) CBOX, MESSAGE, I THINK YOU GET IT.