Third Point Of View:

Paris made it into the library without being caught and was hit with the wave of the smell of books and the ever lingering scent of freshly brewed coffee. Inhaling deeply he fixed his satchel fixed his nerd like glasses, Marcus words, not his and nervously hunched kind of low made his way deeper in. Checking through out isles of books, a habit he acquired when he was nervous, and made his way to the front desk that was avoid of any human. Paris looked around nibbling his pink full lips making them turn even more of a dark shade. He saw a bell that reminded him of a bell hop that hotel managers used to call for the bell boy at fancy hotels to get the guests luggage's.

One shaky breath later and a hesitant Paris managed to at first slightly touch the golden bell. The touch caused a small ring to echo the quiet library. Seconds passed and not a soul was in sight. About to ring the bell again a door in back of the librarians desk opened to reveal a blonde hair lady.

Her glasses were about to slip off of her nose. Her blonde hair was tied up neatly into a bun on the top of her head professionally with a black ribbon. She had the classic pen tucked behind her ear and a scarf around her long neck hiding her collar bone from the world.

She smiled softly after gaining sight of the poor pale Paris.

"Are you new here dear?"

She questioned Paris who fidgeted under her gaze.

Get it together Paris, your Paris Smith father of two beautiful boys Paris pet talked himself as the librarian who he assumed was Miss Bells patiently waited for his answer with an arched eyebrow and an amused smile.

" I am Paris Silver, the new assistant. It's nice to meet you Miss. Bells."

Paris finally said after swallowing his saliva and reaching his hand out to the middle aged woman. The woman chuckled at his actions. The boy was just too cute.

"Well as far as you can tell this place doesn't have that many visitors. I'm sure if the school board would have  allowed it this place would have become an extra gym area or something for this school sport frantic a long time ago."

Miss. Bells joked. Paris smiled laughing a bit at her sense of humor.

"Alright."

Miss Bells. clamped her bony hands the sound resounding in the library bouncing off the walls echoing.

"Now Sonny I'm going to show you the lunch hours and what hours are our delivery and what time we open and close."

The woman brought out a paper that listed all the times that we had lunch. Also what the library cards should look like. She also brought him around and told him the password for each computer. Saying the computer usually gets shut down by the librarian or the assistant at the end of the day it all depends on whos turn it is then gets turned back on in the morning.

"Each student is only allowed an hour or two on the computer unless they have a valid reason like research assignments, videos, or anything else that the teachers here might assign from the different schools. I honestly, from all my years working here have never noticed that the teachers from the high schools ever assign a lot of projects so you just might get college kids working there. "

Miss. Bells finished off in an unhurried manner since it would be about 20 minutes till the library would open and even longer for anyone but the workers to enter.

"Any questions?"

She asked. Paris shook his head no.

"Well okay. Time to get started. Welcome to your new job Mr. Silver."

Those were the parting words of Miss. Bells.