Are you a struggling writer? | Enter here for advice, encouragement, or to vent! | V-23
I haven’t participated in this thread before, but I’m down to war.
“How’d your friend hear about that?” I asked.
“He came by yesterday or the day before. He heard you mention it to somebody’s grandma.”
I sighed. “Oh… I was wondering about that.”
The boy offered his hand. “The name’s Cole.”
My heard fluttered. I took his hand. “Cyan.”
“What an interesting name… I like it.” He took a sip of his coffee. “Can I ask your friend’s name?”
What should I say? Alastair isn’t here… He isn’t very trusting, either. Not that I blamed him… Sweet Minicha. I got the sense Ame wasn’t very good at her job.
“Kiryuu. He’s new here, too.”
“Oh, really?” His eyes shined. “I was gonna ask if you had a date to the ball, but you’re going with your friend, huh?”
I turned my head. “We haven’t talked about it yet.”
He put his hand over my terminal. “Well, I can wait. Here’s my number for when you make up your mind.”
He left, and I went back to my stand.
Oh, sweet, Minicha! I crumpled to the floor as quietly as I could. That was the awkwardest conversation ever! Cole probably thinks I’m a weirdo.
I got 245. I’d post it, but it’s spread across two different works in progress.
Want to go again?
maybe… I’m cringing at the above crap.
Ok. Let me know.