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Thursday, January 1, 2009, 11:26 PM

emily.

The girl behind the counter seemed friendly enough. She knew about what she did anyway, books. I didn't read much myself, but I had read a book or two last month. I was more involved with music. The guy that I was getting this book actually played guitar and worked with me at the record store down the block. I had walked past this book store everyday for almost six months but never come in. Now maybe I would. She handed the book back to me and I slid it into my back pocket. I tore the top of the gum wrapper off and pulled out the yellow rectangle with my teeth. Her fingers slid across the numbers of the register. Strands of her ironed hair hung down in front of her face. Black for the most part, lime green dusted on top. Interesting.

"Your total is $18.47. If you would have come yesterday that book would have been half off," she took the twenty off the counter. The spot where it had been was cracked. It looked like someone had scratched something into the surface. No doubt a profession of love to someone who was no longer important to the one who had done the scratching in the first place. When she handed me the hand written receipt I noticed a tattoo across the back of her hand. Passion. Ha, I like this girl already.

"So I am sure that i will be seeing you around. I like this place. You should come and check out the record store I work at. It's just down the block from here. Whenever you get a break or something." I took a pen from the chipped cup that was on the counter. Along the side it declared that the owner was in love with a rainbow. The pen happened to be filled with pink colored ink. I wrote down what the store was called and my phone number. "If you're ever really bored or something, give me a call. I know what's going on around here music-wise and I can give you some suggestions."

"I will be sure to do that. I'm almost always here. Next time you come in I can suggest you some other books. Maybe ones that have no need for a cover so the kids don't see them." She smiled and I noticed the lip ring. My nose started to itch, but there was no scratching it with the new piercing gracing my left nostril. She pocketed my receipt as I turned to go. I pushed open the glass door and a bell rang that signaled my entrance. Well that wasn't that bad at all.