Hello

It's been... a minute XD

Alright, now to the real reason of me posting this.

If you are reading this, chances are that you've read a lot of my stuff.  And if you've been keeping up, you know that I've been rewriting a book of mine, Roses.

I've been really trying to rework the story, add things, change things, etc.  The concept is pretty much the same but the plot is better, better characterization, better descriptions etc (oof, I'm terrible with description if you didn't notice, my stories are usually heavily dialogue based)

... okay I'll stop stalling.

Here is a sneak peek at the new beginning of Roses, which I actually like a heck of a lot more than what I had before (don't be confused, it's not actually that good lol).  This is pretty short, and it's not the entire chapter, nor is it the final version.

... take it as my apology for dropping off the face of the Earth XD

Point of View: Virgil, First Person
Timeline: Present Day

“Heyy! Sup gurl!!!” I winced as the guy came up to me, clapping a hand on my shoulder.  He probably meant for it to be playful but I couldn’t help wincing at the force of it, which was probably a lot harder than he’d intended.

“Hey man,” I forced a smile. “Nice to see you too, Remy.”

Remy, or Sleep to his friends.  Ironic, since he’s out at concerts most nights and barely sleeps, if he gets any at all.  

As always, he was wearing his trademark sunglasses and black leather jacket, white t-shirt peeking out from underneath.

“Where have you been?” Remy asked, taking a sip of his traditional Starbucks iced coffee. “No one’s heard anything from you in - like - months,” he said, adjusting his tan, very used, messenger bag so it slid back to his side again.

“Just… been focused on work, man,” I said, shoving one hand into my hoodie pocket, using the other to awkwardly rub the back of my neck self-consciously.  “Bills aren’t going to pay themselves.”

Remy raised his eyebrows at me, choosing to ignore my lame excuse. “Heyyy, you know what?” Remy said, pointing their free hand at the sky, deep in thought. “There’s a concert downtown tomorrow, 9 o’clock. You wanna hang?”

“Um, I don’t think -”

“Oh come on, Anx!” Remy whined, using a nickname that only… a certain group of people knew about.  “Take a break! Just a couple of us guys, some dancing, finding a couple cute boys, maybe getting a couple drinks… what do ya say?” Remy pushed, taking another sip of his coffee, swirling the ice around with the straw.

I shifted, trying to look like I was at least trying considering it.  “Um, not this time Rem, sorry,” I added. “But maybe you’d like to hang out some other time? Just, uh, you and me? We could... go grab coffee or… something? Maybe on Sunday?”

I winced afterwards, realizing how much it sounded like I was asking him on a date. But Remy was like a brother to me, I just wanna look out for him… keep him away from… them...

“I have plans on Sunday,” Remy said curtly, taking another sip.  “Gang’s gonna – heyy,” Remy cut off abruptly, waving a finger in my face accusingly  – yanking down his sunglasses for once curiously tilted his head. “Did something happen between you and -”

“Uh, I’m sorry but I have to go,” I said, slowly backing away, quickly cutting him off. “But – uh – if your schedule clears up, why don’t you send me a text or… something?”

Well that certainly didn't sound desperate... ughhh-

“Why don’t you come hang out with us?! You too cool to be seen with us?  We’re basically your family! Don’t be a stranger, gurl!” Remy shouted in his usual sassy fashion as I walked away, continuing down the sidewalk.

“No promises,” I muttered under my breath, twisting a little to give him a quick wave before sliding my headphones back over my ears.

I sighed, silently hating myself as I walked away, leaving Remy behind.

Oh Remy, you don’t have a clue what you’ve gotten yourself into, do you?