NEW RP!!!!!!!!!

"The History of America," Beatriz read aloud. She pulled the book off the shelving cart and weighed it in her hand, contemplating it. She casually flipped it over, then sighed. "Becky?" Beatriz called out, wandering down the aisles in the bookstore. She opened the door to the backroom, revealing a frazzled-looking, bespectacled woman in her mid-twenties. Rebecca was reviewing some papers at her desk.
"Hmm?" she mumbled in reply, not glancing up at Beatriz.
"This book doesn't have a barcode on it," the younger library helper pointed out. "I can't shelve it. You know we've been having trouble with people stealing things."
"No barcode?" Becky wailed, snatching the book out of Beatriz's hand. For an exhausted woman, she sure was fast. "Really? Agh! Now I have to reorganize all the displays, order some new sci-fi books, and put a barcode on this book! All this work makes me want to rip out my hair!"
"Please don't," Beatriz said, leaning against the door frame. "And I can help you with some of your work. You know I can."
Becky waved away this offer of help with her hand. "No, no. You have school tomorrow, don't you? You should probably get on home. Isn't it getting dark out?"
"It's only six," Beatriz shrugged. "I'll be fine. My sister, Rosita, knows how to let herself into the house. I'll just stay for another hour!" She ducked out of the room before Becky could refuse. The old bookstore wasn't making a lot of money. Hardly anyone would go there, since the new Borders had opened up down the block. Beatriz sighed. She knew that the extra, unpaid hours were probably helping the store more than Becky would ever admit. But that wasn't why Beatriz was doing overtime.
She didn't want to go home. Ever.

Caspian walked into the nice, quite bookstore. It was more his style, more vintage. He almost laughed at the irony of it. He was still old enough to be this bookstores great- grandfather. But books were timeless. He had just moved here with his sister, Anna, and had saw the Borders down the street to be quite busy. He settled for this place since it probably had random, out-of-print, hard to find books. Better for his old taste. He walked straight to his favorite section, which was usually embarrassing to walk to but since it was so empty he didn't mind, the romantic fiction. He began to scan the titles for something that caught his eye. He picked up the first one and started to read. He sat down on the floor after a while because his motionless stance would eventually alert someone

Beatriz heard the bell distant ringing from the front of the store, announcing the arrival of a customer. She had been daydreaming of the new novel she wanted to write, but was jolted back to reality by the sound. She shook her head, inwardly scolding herself, then wandered over to the new customer. He was sitting on the floor. In the romance section?! Beatriz tried to hide her surprise.
"Oh, hello!" she said in a friendly tone, bending down to talk. "Finding everything you need all right?"

He smiled at her pleasantly, not letting all his teeth show. "Yes I am. Thank you very much" he said to her in his flowy, velvet voice

"Well, let me know if you need any help," Beatriz said politely, straightening up and stepping backward. She flashed a smile at the customer, then wheeled around. She started to hurry back to shelving books when she heard a noise.
"Beatriz?" Becky called out from behind a book shelf. Beatriz turned the corner to meet her. "Oh, there you are! I think you've done enough for today, alright? You've stayed nearly two hours longer than you should have. Go home. You should spend time with your family too, you know."
Beatriz's breath caught in her throat for a moment, and she almost didn't know what to say. "But Becky," she said, forcing a smile, "I consider you a part of my family."
"Flattery will get you nowhere in life," Becky said, placing her hands firmly on her hips. "Now you must go home. Go!" She pointed Beatriz in the direction of the door.
"Yes, ma'am," Beatriz nodded, bowing slightly. "I just...have to grab my coat. It's in the back room," she lied. It was warm when she came to work, so she hadn't even brought a coat. Despite this, she dashed to the back. Once she was safely inside, she leaned against the doorway, sighing.
"You should spend time with your family too," Becky had said.
But what if I hate them? Beatriz thought sadly.

Caspian had heard all of it. The girl sounded...skeptical about going to see her family. Her name was Beatriz apparently and she didn't sound like she wanted to go home. He briefly wondered why then went back to reading his books.

"Leaving!" Beatriz called out to Becky, who was now reading a manga behind the counter. "Happy?"
"Hai!" Becky waved from behind the counter. "Jaa, mata ashita!"
"I speak Spanish, not Japanese," Beatriz replied, swinging open the door and stepping outside. It was such a sunny autumn day. Beatriz frowned at the irony of it. Inside her house, it was going to be storming, just like always. Her younger sisters would want something, her father wouldn't be there to give it, and her mother was nowhere to be found. She sighed. Just perfect.
Still, she would have to face them all sometime. She stepped off the curb...
And right into the path of an oncoming car.

He was getting up so that he could buy a book but looked up just in time to see Beatriz step off the curb into the path of an incoming car. Without thinking, he sprinted outside to her and pulled her back onto the sidewalk before she was flattened. The person in the car beeped at them as they sped by

Beatriz gasped as, suddenly, she was slammed into. She waited to her the squealing of tires, the crunch of her bones, but heard...nothing. She squeezed her eyes open slowly. She was still on the curb. Only, now, she was lying in the hands of the boy from the bookstore.
She kind of liked this improvement.

"Are you alright?" he asked her, worry coloring his voice. He had pulled her to him pretty fast and that might have hurt her with his rock hard body