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Post by rose emily fair on Jul 11, 2012 20:46:06 GMT -5
One thing that Rose absolutely loved was reading. She could spend hours walking through a book store. Today, however, Rose had a reason to wander through Barnes and Noble. As a music tutor outside of her school work, she needed to stay updated on her music books. Today she was in search of a vocal and piano book for newer students. While she could have easily gone to a music store to look, she loved walking through Barnes and Noble.
Before journeying to the back of the store to the music section, she stopped in the small Starbucks to get a iced coffee. She ordered it quickly and took out her phone to check the time. After receiving her drink, she walked slowly to the music section and smiled at the arrangement of sheet music books. Looking through them, she found one that really caught her eye. The RENT sheet music book. RENT was her all-time favorite play, but for some reason she didnt own a book with sheet music. She quickly grabbed it, but not before bumping into another shelf and spilling her coffee all over herself and knocking down a shelf of books.
Rose took a deep breath and bent down to pick up the books, ignoring the cold drink on her dress. She picked up as many of the books as she can and tried to put them back on the shelves in order, but of course, she couldnt remember what the order was supposed to be. It was the foreign language section, so unfortunately, she couldnt read the books. She sighed and sat down with the books all around her. Why does this happen to me?? she asked herself out loud before attempting to sort through the books once more.
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Post by darling on Aug 12, 2012 20:03:56 GMT -5
Sasha walked into the bookstore, her normally curly hair pulled back into a quick ponytail. Her normally pristine outfit was just a pair of jeans and a yellow tank top. Having just recieved word that she would be teaching a foreign language class in the local high school, she had come to get some books so she could brush up on them.
The operative wandered the shelves, thumbing through a few rows of thrillers' and a stack of romance novels. She stopped, pausing to think if she should get one just for the heck of it, but she shrugged and continued on her way through the store. There weren't that many people in here, just a few here and there, so she didn't have to deal with others looking at the same books as her.
As she walked into the foreign language section, she noticed someone hunched over on the floor, piles of books in her hands and on the floor. "Are you alright?" Sasha asked the girl. Then she noticed the spilled coffee and immediately felt bad for the girls misfortune.
"Do you need any help with those?" She asked again, looking from the confused expression on the girls face to the stack of books laid about.
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Post by rose emily fair on Aug 15, 2012 9:53:45 GMT -5
Rose glanced up at the new voice. "I'm a total klutz. And I don't know any foreign languages." she stood up and smiled, before looking down at her dress. The whole white part had turned brown. She took a deep breath, and let out a long sigh. "Just my luck."
Rose picked the book she was taking off the ground and held out her hand to the stranger. "Hi! I'm Rose. Are you new around here?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. She quickly glanced over the woman standing in front of her. She had definitely never seen her before.
"Well.. We should probably find someone to help us with these books..." she murmured, glancing around the store for an employee.
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Post by demi fisher on Aug 29, 2012 18:54:48 GMT -5
Demi walked toward the door of the book store, why was she here? Oh yeah, to try something new, Something real new, books were never really her thing.
She walked into the store, and took a deep breath, her favorite part, that new book smell, the best part of reading. She walked down the side isle of the store, trying to stay away from the employees that would ask, "Do you need any help?" She hated that question, plus the horrible response, "Just looking." and then walking away.
She had scribbled on her arm topics of books that she should look for,
Military
Surfing
Llamas
how to kill cockroaches.
As she weaved in and out of the isle of the store she came across two girls, with books all over the place, maybe she should just turn now before they see her. No Demi be nice for a change, she told herself
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