A Day to Herself

Miles had left school’s ground. His original plan was to go exploring around campus again. He decided against it because he wanted to leave some things undiscovered. So when he did stumble upon them it would be a surprise. Miles followed the street into town.

Miles liked to the town. It was one thing to be with Miles’ world. That was where he belonged. He belonged with the shapeshifters and the other species. Every now and again Miles it was fun to walk among humans. Depending on the situation Miles would get a little paranoid. He had a fear of a human finding out what he truly was. But today this fear did not bothered Miles one bit.

He didn’t have a place in mind to go. Miles walked around the town in the fog. It was a chilly day. The clouds in the sky were dark and threatening. Nature always had a way of knowing when it was going to rain. Miles’ animals were fully aware of the on coming rain. The rain wasn’t going to bother Miles but since it was hazy being wet wasn’t a good idea. Miles tucked his hands into his pockets to warm them up some. The rain began to drizzle.

Miles was walking past a bookstore. Books weren’t Miles’ favorites things in the world, but the idea of curling up with a book on a cold day sounded nice. He could get a book about martial arts or one about a master. Miles patted his jeans’ pockets to see if he had his wallet with him. He found his wallet in his back left pocket. The shifter went inside.

He wasn’t exactly sure where the section he wanted. So he would just wander around until he found the section he wanted. Miles walked the aisles. By looking at the titles of the books Miles guessed that he was in the teen section. Or the young adult section as some people call it.

Miles walked through the teen section. Well this was where Miles was supposed to be. He was a teen after all. He walked passed the romance flirty girly books and got to the science fiction books. His paced slowed as his eyes scanned the book titles.

One book title caught Miles’ attention. He stopped and picked up the book. Miles read the back cover. Miles wasn’t a hard care reader. He had a small collection of books, which were mostly about martial arts. But the sci-fi book in his hands intrigued him greatly. Miles flipped the book over and opened it. Miles read some of the first chapter.

He turned the page to page three when someone bumped into him. The person who had bumped into Miles was a pale girl with red hair. The girl was frantic as she apologized and started to pick up the books that fell to the floor.

“No harm done.” Miles squatted down placing his book next to him. He helped the girl pick up her books. He closed the books that fell open and added them to the stack.

“You like to read.” Miles commented as he looked at the stack of nine books. Miles went to pick up his book but it wasn’t there. He looked around for it. Miles spotted it in the stack. Miles pulled his book out. “This one’s mine though. Oops.” He showed the cover to the girl as he spoke.

He tucked the book under his arm. He picked up the stack of books and stood up to hand the stack to the girl. “Here you go.” Miles said with a smile on his face.