Bookworm Little

Ella's POV:

Boom! That's how the thunder sounded outside, again and again. It was pouring, and I was terrified, hugging my teddy closer to me. I hated thunder, how it sounded out on the street, out my window, and now, out my car.

I had nowhere to go. I was homeless, living out of a car that had no gas. I couldn't drive away even if I wanted to. This all started few months ago, after my last fight with my mother, when she'd kicked me out of the house. I'd had only my car keys, a duffle bag with my stuff in it, and six dollars in my pocket. I'd always thought six was a lucky number until I was left with only six dollars. I left the house crying. I had nowhere to go as I got into my crappy car and took off down the road. I didn't make it far, just up to an abandoned park. That's where my car died. It wouldn't start anymore, but it was okay. That was as far as I was going to go.

Lulu, my stuffed grey wolf with purple eyes, was my one and only loyal friend. She was with me when I spent the six dollars, when I became so hungry I was willing to beg for food. She was also hidden in my backpack when I applied for the job in the local bookstore. I'd always had a weak spot for books and stories. When they hired me, I couldn't have been happier.

My job was easy and simple, just help people buy their stories, cash them out, and put the books back in their places. And I could finally read as much as I wanted. It was the best kind of job for me. I loved it, and I got paid weekly—enough to eat. Before I got my first paycheck, I'd spent a full week starving.

I'd tried to ask for my money beforehand, but my boss, who was the meanest person ever, had said no. How could such a cold-hearted person be responsible for one of the best places in the world?

There was no sleeping with this storm outside, and I was up most of the night. I woke up early and got ready to go to work. I was slipping, but I pushed it down as I got out of her car and quickly walked over to the bookstore. I walked over to the children's books area. I was thankful no one was around as I sat down on a bean bag after grabbing a few books to read.

"Ella, stop slacking and get to work," my manager yelled at me. No one had been in the shop when I'd first sat down, but I looked up to see a woman standing next to the register. I huffed angrily and put my book away before walking over to the nice-looking lady.

"Hi, ma'am, how may I help you?" I asked the woman. She was only about five feet tall, with long brown hair and brown eyes.

"Hello, I'm here for the new werewolf story," she said, looking at me. I tried my best to hide under my own overgrown bangs.

"Did you reserve it already?" I asked, hoping that was the case so I could grab one of the reserved books near the checkout stand. I was starting to feel self-conscious as I caught the woman still looking at me, but I shook it off. I had to work.

"Yes, it's under the name Kennedy Smith," she replied.

I nodded and looked for the name at the checkout stand, finding it rather quickly. Then I did the whole checkout process for reserved books before putting it in a bag for her.

"Have a nice day. Enjoy the new book," I said, smiling at her. She thanked me but still just stood there. I got more and more nervous the longer she continued staring at me.

"Ma'am, do you need something else? We have a coffee shop that sells delicious drinks and sweets. I always grab a few before I leave," I said, which wasn't a lie. I always got at least a drink and a cookie at the end of my shift before cuddling in my car for the night. I looked over at the clock and saw I still had about an hour left of my shift.

"Really?" she said and looked like she was thinking about something before adding, "We're having a dinner party tonight. In the restaurant just down the street. You're welcome to join us."

"Oh, umm..." I paused. She was so pretty and nice, but I couldn't let her know I was living in my car. Dinner did sound nice though. "That sounds great...but I still have about an hour left until I can leave."

"That's perfect, baby girl. You'll be right on time," she said, making me blush. She smiled one last time before she left with her book. I sighed and walked around, helping other customers find books or check out until it was finally time to clock out.

When my shift was finally over, I signed out and left. Should I change my clothes? I had a skirt on with thigh-high socks and a sweater. The weather had been miserable, so I'd decided to dress up a little today. Well, it was the best I could do for now. With a big sigh, I left the bookshop and walked toward the restaurant. She was right, it was just down the street.

I made it to the door and froze. What was I doing? Should I go in or just leave? I didn't even know what the party was for. I was about to leave when I heard my name being called.

Kennedy's POV:

The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book. It was Robert's birthday gift. Who would've thought a grown man would kill for the newest werewolf romance? I got into my car and drove carefully toward the local bookstore. They had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kid's story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?

I was busy looking at her when the store manager called to her. He called her Ella. Even her name was beautiful. I asked her for the new werewolf love story, and she gave it to me right away. But I wasn't ready to leave yet. I was thinking, Do I ask her out? Do I sit outside and stalk her? Do I find a better plan that won't get me arrested yet?

I decided to ask her to come over the party, I know it's Robert birthday and I'm sure he won't mind if I get him an extra gift. When she said yes, I felt my heart miss a beat, or maybe two, she's like the cutest thing ever. When I called her little one, she blushed maybe she's not against what I have in mind for her.

I left the store and went back home, I had to change my jeans for something a bit more birthday appropriate for Berth's birthday. I got home and changed to a velvet dress with some high-heel boots. My hair was curled quickly and was messy but fashionably messy.

I got back into my car with the book now in a gift bag and left for the restaurant we were all meeting in. It was supposed to be a surprise. He thought we were only going to a casual dinner, just me and him. But our friends in the community were coming too. We were all into the dom and little lifestyle, but our friends had little partners of their own while we were dateless.

I knew I was a Mommy long time ago, it's how we met, in a club meet for care givers and little, me and Robert hit up right away, but we didn't find any Little that matches our preference.

One year later, we got married and still no little, now that three years have passed, it was Robert birthday. I got in the restaurant and met up with our friends, Eden and her little Diam, James and Benjamin and their little Henry.

We all agreed we need more girls into our group, I was the only female in our friend group, I greeted my friends and sat down waiting for Robert who's running late. I had my eye on the door the whole time. That's when she came in. She was still dressed in the same clothes as this afternoon, the skirt and high socks with the sweater.

It was similar to what I would've dressed her if she was mine, but my choice is a bit more expensive then hers, I saw her stand at the door, she looked like she's about to leave.

"Ella," I called her moving toward her, she looked at me and blushed, red does suit her.

"Hi," she said, still blushing.

"Come in, let me introduce you to the rest," I said taking hold of her elbow and walking her inside, I introduced her to our friend, the Little just smiled at her while the other were looking at me with knowing eyes. They knew I want a little girl, I always did, but never found my match, who knows maybe baby Ella would be it.

"He's coming," Henry says, and we all stood up, waiting for him to come in.

"Happy birthday!" we all called at the same time. Even Ella, she was a bit late, but she joined too.

Robert got closer to me and kissed my lips thanking me for the surprise, he knew it's my idea to make him a birthday party. Of course it was mine, he thanked everyone, but then he noticed Ella, he looked at her and his eyes lit up with excitement.

"And who are you little one?" he asks her, I wanted to slap him and tell him to take it slow but it's his birthday.

"I'm…E-Ella," the poor girl stutters.

"Welcome Ella, I'm guessing my wife invited you over," he said. Birthday or not I was about to beat his ass, the way Ella's eyes bulged out gave him all the explanation he needed.

"Oh…uh…Ken?" he said. Yes, of course now that he'd messed up he was calling me.

"Ella, this is Robert. It's his birthday," I said, hoping that knowing it was his birthday would help her stay for tonight and hear us out. Thankfully Ella did smile. She wished Rob a happy birthday again and sat down with us. It was time to order food now.