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this is for my romance novel that ive been working on for over a year now and finally got a new computer so i can write ! 😗
here are two of my fav scenes so far heheheheh
“El- Elodie… Hey.” Act cool, Reg, I scolded myself mentally, smoothing a hand over my hair. Elodie looked different. It’s not that I hadn’t seen her through the halls of our highschool, but I hadn’t seen her up close for awhile. Her hair had grown longer, past her shoulders. More freckles sprouted on her cheeks, the brown dots giving her more of a distinguished look. She would be recognizable anywhere. Still not growing taller than me, though, she’d definitely gained some height.
“Hi, Reg.” She said, her tone as awkward as mine. “You can have this, if you want. I know how much you love spaghetti with baguettes-” Her face immediately deepend with a red color. How had she remembered the small piece of information? That had been… years ago, back when we were the only friends each other had. Now, we've grown apart, all because of some awful argument that shouldn’t have happened. I was upset that my father had left, and Elodie was stressed with her toxic friends, causing things to explode.
“God, that was not meant to come out of my mouth.” Elodie was full of embarrassment, “I just-” She shoved the bread into my chest, “Nevermind. See you on Sunday,” Elodie scurried away, back to her mother and her younger brother. I blinked, staring at the spot my former friend was standing in. The bread lingered in my hands as I delicately placed it in the cart. Why did it have to stay awkward between us? Why couldn’t things go back to how they were in middle school?
Frustrated with myself and how little words my vocal cords managed to spit out, I practically flew to the express check out lane. The store felt like it was closing in on me, and I itched to go home more than ever. Out of the corner of my eye, Elodie and her mother were placing their items up on the belt. The cashier conversed awkwardly with the two, exchanging change. I had been so distracted, I realized I’d scanned the same can of tomato sauce several times. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I requested one of the standby cashiers to assist me. Great going, I thought. I scooped up the bags, fleeing from the store and into the comforts of my own car. During the grocery trip, something became clear to me as I gripped the steering wheel, forehead pressed against it: I hadn’t gotten over Elodie. I still loved her.
and also this little one i think its cute and it also will match up with the end of the novel : )
Later that night, Elodie opened her bedroom door to find a bouquet at her feet. It came with a note in scrawny handwriting. “For Elodie- Your favorites. From, Reg.” She fell asleep soon after, the note and flowers at her nightstand table, butterflies in her stomach and a smile on her face. It was at that moment in her bedroom at thirteen years old that she loved Reggie Tempest.
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guys
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this is for my romance novel that ive been working on for over a year now and finally got a new computer so i can write ! 😗
here are two of my fav scene..."
how are u so good at writing what
