Ugly, part 2

[Mirage]

Ugly

Part 2

After that first moment, I was somewhat attracted to her for some reason. Yes, you might say because she as big titties but it was something more. Unexplained able to myself. I tried a few time to interact with her, but every time, she was uninterested in having a small conversation with me. I don't think she even knows my name. Along my old co-worker, and our secretary, I was almost alone most of the time in this old library. In today's times, books are regarded a waste of time by today's society. Computers and technology made books quite irrelevant. But along with some rich historians, we keep this old library open. Mostly people that come here are mostly old people that still wished for the old times of their youth. I always make my best to welcome them and make them feel respected. Myself, I love books, the feel of them, the smell of paper... computers screens can't do that. Call me anti-tech, but I will always prefer reading a good old book instead of seeing a data file.

Seeing Lolita coming every day makes me somewhat happy, seeing somewhat younger that everyone else here still interested in books. A lost art, as they call it, I think. Thinking about this, I think I found a way to approach Lolita. I grabbed a few books to put away and walked toward her cubicle desk. I studied from afar what books she was reading. I then notice something strange. It's policies to not spy on out readers, but I then saw somewhat interesting. Lolita was reading pages after pages in a matter of seconds. Her eyes studying hard the book she was holding, turning pages as quickly as she could with her long fingers. I knew some people can speed read, but that was somewhat extreme for it.

She suddenly stop, drop the book on it's front, not to loose her place and she sat up. I remained afar and studied her actions. This was the first time I notice her leaving her desk. I look at the time and it was 4:00pm. She grabbed her bag and went quickly to the washroom. Oh, she needed to pee only, I mumble to myself. I went to her desk to look at her books she was reading. I quickly notice all her books were divert subjects. But one thing was in common, they were all perfectly in alphabetical order. When I mean perfectly ordered, I mean it followed our sorting of the library. She was reading books by books, one by one, following the exact way the books are put in order in the shelves.

Before I could studied her desk more, she was standing beside me. "Oh, sorry, just checking what are you reading." I told her. Lolita remained quiet and sat at the desk and restarted reading. "My name is Arnold.." I informed her. "I know." she simply said while reading her book. "Oh... okay, well... I guess I should go back to work..." I told her. She remained quiet, reading her book. I left her somewhat feeling rejected. "Oh, you are missing a book.." I told her quickly. "I am?" she responded, stopping in mid page. "Yes, this one, it just came back, here, between these two." I pointed to some of the books she was going to read. "It's a romance book.." I told her. "Romance fiction is irrelevant." she simply said in a dull voice. "Irrelevant? Romances stories are the most important part of any library!" I smile to her. "I don't understand.." she said, looking finally at me. "Here, read it and tell me what you think of it..." I said to her, handing her the book. "But... I am not suppose too.." she mumble out, staring at the book. "Read it, you won't regret it..I promise.. I read this one a long time ago and it's one of my favourite!" I smile to her. For the first time, I saw her smile back to me. "Okay, I will.." she said, reading the cover page "Playboy, winter edition, issue 787".

Kidding, the book was "The little Mermaid."...

To be continued..