The next day he actually talked when they were seating on their beds.
He was reading and she was on her phone.
"Hey, um I never got your name."
She looked up from her phone, a small smile forming. But her heart sped up.
"Oh, Charlie."
He looked over at her, his curls falling in his eyes. "What would you name your child? If you ever had one?"
She was suprised, letting out a little laugh. "Probably Azura."
"Whats the meaning." He put the book down.
"What makes you think there's a meaning?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Its an unusual name. And besides, every name has a meaning."
She sighted giving up, "It means blue sky."
He nodded going back to his book and she realized he didn't want to talk anymore.
She went back to her phone.
YOU ARE READING
Blue
Short StoryBlue: of a color intermediate between green and violet, as of the sky or sea on a sunny day. Blue: (of a person or mood) melancholy, sad, or depressed.
