Or did she?

"Kidding." Her behavior was defiantly NOT what I expected. Especially from the model type I ordered. "Um...wha...ah..." My stupor was broken as Raven left the office and began to walk towards the front of the store. "R-Rachel!" Franticly I began to look for something to make her stay, something that would...I don't know, make her tell me more of her story or something. " Raven tugged the hem of her cloak over her head again before looking back to me. "Yes?" My eyes darted around the office in a frenzy of desperation before I noticed her book. "Y-Your book! Y-You..." She stopped my train of thought with a small but beautiful smile. "Don't lose my place, I want to continue reading it tomorrow."

I stood there, watching as she walked out of the store. My chest hurt, and my throat was dry. "Damn it...." Naturally, I had assumed that I failed. that somehow I did something that offended her or drove her away. I sat down in the chair and gripped the he of my pants and stared at the floor for an unknown amount of time. Eventually the clerk left and that store was closed for the day I had the most miserable ride home since my parents died that day, and the following morning until it was time to open the store again. The little store I purchased had odd hours, very odd. It opened at 4:00pm and closed at one in the morning. I didn't really think of why the hours where like that nor did I think about changing it since it seemed to always have those hours. Regardless of these trivial matters, I slumped my shoulders and had my security guard for the day drive me there.

I mechanically went through the motions of unlocking the store, and after that pretty much let the clerk handle the rest. A few miserable hours into the evening I heard something strange coming from the front of the store, It sounded like the door being locked. "Hello?" I slowly opened the door and peered into the dimly lit hallway leading to the counter. "Uh...hello? Can-can I Help you?" I heard frantic but muffled foot falls all around me. A loud crash sound from behind me as a stack of old books tumbled to the floor. "AHH!!" I spun in a circle yelping in fear as the weirdness persisted. "Th-This isn't funny!" A light lyrical and decidedly feminine voice seemed to chortle in the darkness at my plight.

I couldn't take it anymore and took off running for the front of the store. I didn't make it very far as I tripped on something and tumbled to the ground. "W-What's going on!!" More giggling ensued. "Geeze, Rachel was right. You really are a wuss." The playful but still slightly mean spirited voice continued. "Good thing your cute though." I couldn't help but curl into myself, quivering in fright. "L-Leave me alone!" More laughter answered my pitiful plea. "Ah, don't want to play?" My eyes slammed shut in fright "Psst! Over here!" Something in me, despite the terror I felt, made me look towards that whispered voice. and I saw to eyes staring at me from a previously pitch-black area behind one of the book shelves. "Hi~"