Novel & Cerita Book Corner Tampa Bay

********Tessa******** I stared at my phone for the 100th time as the caller kept calling over and over again. My eyes caught the familiar pair of brown wheels that I had seen the first time that I found this coffee book reading shop. All my life and living with my step dad this has been one of my favorite spot considering the fact that I loved reading whenever I felt bored at home and broken I always come here and what hurts most is the fact that Nicolas was the person who brought me here before I turned 13 because he saw how much I loved reading.

A dilemma most readers faced. I ended up in Oscar Wilde's section. A smile formed on my face when I read the name 'The Happy Prince and Other Tales' on the spine of a book. I plucked it out of the shelf and headed towards the seating area. I took a seat on a reading chair by the window and pulled my legs up to make myself comfortable. I flipped the book open and got sucked into an old memory. *** August 2017, Scars Bay, USA The air whipped against my face as I zeroed in on the finish line. It was all I could see.

If this was a trap, better one of us fall than both. He'd argued. Of course he'd argued. But in the end, he understood. Some doors only open for one person. The bookstore was called "Between the Pages." A narrow storefront on a quiet street, windows fogged with salt air, a hand-painted sign creaking in the wind. I stood across the street for ten minutes, watching. Trying to see if this was real or another layer of the game. Then I crossed and pushed open the door. --- The bell above the door chimed softly.

A minute passed before her phone buzzed again: “Maybe I’ll pick a book for us to read together. But I get to choose… something that’ll make your nerdy little heart skip a beat.” Tiffany rolled her eyes but found herself smiling again. She couldn’t believe she was even entertaining this conversation. This was Jacob—troublemaker, a notorious flirt, and probably the last person she’d ever considered talking to about books. Yet here they were, bantering like they’d done it a hundred times. “Fine,” she typed. “But if your book choice is trash, I’ll revoke your prom date privileges.” Jacob laughed, running a hand through his hair. “You can’t. I still have your diary held hostage.”

"I didn't really notice before." "Thanks," Liam replied, closing the door behind us with a soft click. "I try to keep it decent. Never know when someone might drop by." A small bookshelf in the corner caught my attention, filled with what looked like a mix of textbooks and actual novels. I hadn't expected him to be much of a reader, but there were worn paperbacks mixed in with his school books, their spines creased from multiple readings. "You read Stephen King?" I asked, noticing one of the horror novels tucked between his English textbook and a basketball strategy guide.

I replied him. I knew Osifa and Kiki were yet to return from school and it was too early to start preparing lunch so I carried Tami on my back and we dashed to the bar instead. While hurrying to the bar, I sighted Emjay and the embarrassment I caused him weeks earlier came flashing back. I knew he had seen me so I lowered my head and I saw how soiled my shoes were with mud. “Hey fetty!” he said. He was walking beside me. “Hello.” I softly replied. We kept walking and said nothing for a while. “You are heading to the bar right?” he asked. I nodded in affirmation. I knew it was the perfect moment to apologize so I began “I am terribly sorry for the other day…I had no idea…my father was…” “It

But that didn’t mean I had to give up on my hobby. Florida has several aquariums, but I had always wanted to visit The Florida Aquarium. It was one of the best places to go to. And now that I had finally made a new friend…maybe I could ask Debby to go with me? On the weekends? I wonder if she even likes aquariums… “Um…excuse me? Are you getting that book?” Startled, I turned around to find a boy awkwardly standing behind me, with a ton of books in his hands as he shifted his weight from one foot to another, trying to balance the books properly while waiting for me to move aside.

"Too many books. She'll be busy." Rolling my eyes, I hopped out of the car and waited for his ass to come out. Who knew Alina had a reader's meet in Bangalore and didn't even care to tell me until I checked her I*******m last night. She had blocked me and I had to make a new account to check it out. Good thing her account was public now. Settling my hair in a place, I locked the car and strolled inside the bookstore to find one corner of the store filled with chairs. Some of them were already occupied while the others were waiting for the readers.

butterflies in my stomach I avert my eyes. When I turn to Carla, I see she’s gone. I sigh. I take out my phone and go into my bookstore. I pick out a book out of the Piper Rayne collection, the two of them have to be one of my all-time favorite authors. I read the book while I wait for Carla to return. She told me she’d let me know if she left. I am so focused on my book I didn’t realize until he spoke up that he was beside me. “So, miss Library what you doing reading in a bar?” the guy I was looking at earlier asks.

I sighed. I did miss my friend. One of us was always busy, and it felt like we were drifting further apart every day. There had to be a way for us to connect again. “We could go to the diner for burgers and then the bookstore sometime,” Amy suggested. “Turn the Page got a shipment of used books this week.” Yay! Amy must miss spending time with me too. And Turn the Page is the best used bookstore in the city. Amy and I went there several times a month in my old life.