Romeo’s
Kiss – chapter seven
Brian
inhaled sharply as he looked through the window and into the public library.
After a minute of looking around he found her, reaching up to put some books
away on one of those ladders that’s attached to the shelves and you can just
move them around where they’re needed. He took in all the surroundings, her
clothes, how her hair looked, even what shoes she was wearing, he wasn’t
surprised to find that she hadn’t changed much since thirty minutes ago when
he watched her leave the high school with some friends.
Julie
blew a stray piece of hair out of her eyes as she looked around the top shelf
for the book Mrs. Paterson had been requesting, Julie had just been stupid
enough to volunteer to find it for the little old lady and now found her self at
the top of a very tall ladder holding about five books in one arm and holding
onto the shelf with the other so she wouldn’t go flying down the book shelf
and still had no clue where the book was. She looked down at her wrinkled, black
and baby blue lucky shirt, her hair was falling out of the clip she had it in,
and her flare leg jeans were getting a hole in the knee. She knew she looked
disgraceful but that had become her style, and no one ever paid any attention to
her anyway so she figured it didn’t really matter. Her glasses, in which she
only wore when her contacts were acting up, were slowly falling closer to the
tip of her nose.
“Need
some help?” She heard someone ask down below. She looked down as best she
could to see Brian holding the ladder firmly in place at the bottom and looking
up at her. She heaved a sigh of relief as she finally made it down off of the
ladder and handed the books to Mrs. Paterson, promising herself never to
volunteer for a book hunt again. After a quick trip to the front desk to sign
the books out Brian and Julie went and sat down at a table in the back so they
wouldn’t bother anyone, both had, so far forgotten of their evil name callings
and rudeness towards each other.
“Are
you sure they don’t mind us rehearsin’ back here?” Brian asked as he
looked around the full library.
“Naw.
Besides, I needed a break and you’re my excuse.” She said as she sat down
and opened her dark blue binder to the Romeo and Juliet script. They rehearsed
the first few lines of the play before they got the party scene.
“Excuse
me, miss? Could you help me find a novel called ‘Mirror Image’, I don’t
know the author’s name.” A lady came up and asked Julie. She got up and made
her way over to the works of Danielle Steel, A well-known author who wrote that
book. She thumbed threw the books until she found the hard copy and handed it to
the lady who had walked up right behind her. Julie smiled at her and watched the
lady walk away with the book in her hand.
***
Julie turned to Brian who was walking her way. They were in the back of the library and no one else could be seen from that view. Brian walked right up to her and their eyes locked.
“Y’know
at some point we’re ganna have to…have to kiss for the play- I mean as much
as neither of us want to be anywhere near each other, it’s unavoidable.” He
whispered, barely audible as they inched closer. Julie knew she had to stop this
but she just couldn’t, she was froze in that spot, and couldn’t talk or
move, or even breathe at that moment. His sparkling blue eyes almost seemed to
twinkle as he put his hand on her shoulder and their lips brushed.
***
“Uh,
Julie?” Brian asked as he waved his hand in front of her face. Snapping her
out of the small trance she was in. He chuckled at the far away look in her eyes
and the confusion on her face as she came to. She looked over at him.
“What?”
She asked in her disgusted tone again, still confused.
“You
were day dreaming, or somethin’…Anyway I gatta go. I have basketball
practice. Um, I know we still didn’t get to rehearse much…um…I…I guess
I’ll see ya tomorrow.” A weird silence came over them as they walked back to
the table and gathered up their books. Brian walked out to his car and Julie
went to sit at the desk of the library to play solitaire on the computer. Why
she had had a daydream about HIM was beyond her, she didn’t like him, or at
least that’s what she kept telling herself…