How To Write A Romance Novel

[ prologue ]

htwarn / prologue / unedited

                        

            Her name was Indigo. His was Alex. They were kind of different, and different people usually don't even bother trying to talk with other people unless they had at least something in common. Yet there they were.

There was an awkward silence before Alex coughed.  

"This isn't mine." He clarified, motioning towards the John Green novel in his hand.

"How so?" She scoffed, trying to suppress her smile. "Looks like it to me, bud."

"Well bud," He repeated, "This is for my sister. I messed her copy up and I owe her one."

            The conversation continued like this, exchanged patterns and questions. By now, they were by the CD section of the small bookstore. The boy held the book in one hand, using the other to search the available albums. He gave a bright smile once he saw one specifically. 

He grabbed it and immediately the title of the album caught her eye.

It read in average sized letters: INDIGO.

She laughed quietly and the boy she knows as "bud" looks up.

"What is this not your type of style?" He spoke about the CD.

"No, that's not—it's the title."

"What about the name Indigo? Seems like a cool name to—"

"Hey, I don't know your name."  He stated.

That's when it hit her. 

            "Let's make this interesting bud." She spoke, taking a copy of "INDIGO" for herself. "I'll listen to this, and we'll discuss it if we ever see each other again. I will also tell you my name, and you can tell me yours."

            The boy stood quiet, surprised for the second time by this girl. By the time he mustered up a reply, she was kneeling on the floor, picking up some nearby fallen books.

            That's when it hit him.

            He took this opportunity to write his number on the CD pamphlet inside. This girl was different. He planned to see this girl again. The CD was closed and looked untouched by the time she was up on the floor again.

            Their first instinct, of course, was to smile at each other. As if for the millionth time today. He handed her a CD, silently replying to her request. She waved good bye and headed towards the cashier.  He saw a glimpse of her when she was finally exiting. Now if she'd just call.

            When Alex got home, he placed his purchases on the kitchen countertop. As if on cue, his sister Beccah appeared while he opened the fridge to get some milk for his cereal. This was probably the first time he actually didn't mind missing breakfast.

            Beccah sighed and skimmed through her copy, as if it wasn't a book girls everywhere loved, herself included. He simply ignored his sister and ate his cereal. 

            He was so into his food that he barely noticed when Beccah spoke. INDIGO was in her hand.

            "Did you meet someone?" She repeated.

            The boy looked up to see his number scribbled on the pamphlet. He sighed, guess he can't change fate.

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htwarn / prologue / author's note

okay so the title of this story will be explained soon, i promise. stick around please. i know this might sound sucky soz soz. comment, vote, and follow if you want updates, britishbums noticed this omg