Stephanie Cosby
My book cover :) well what i want it to look like :P
I promptly sat down shifting my auburn hair behind my shoulders. I glanced to my left and saw the overcast shadow of the man that was about to determine the rest of my life.
“Blue.”
“Sir.”
“Why do you think you’re here?”
I stared at him. His grey sulking eyes sent chills running through my arms.
“I think there has been a mistake…Sir.”
“Do you now?”
I watched his body shift in his chair as he tried to look unmoved but yet attentive.
“Tell me…Blue..that is what they call you, yes?”
I nodded.
“Blue…that’s an odd name, wouldn’t you think?”
“It’s my name. I don’t see what’s so odd about it.”
He smirked. His laugh lines connected and made a noticeable crease.
“Blue is certainly unique; very unique indeed. Tell me now Blue, why do you think there has been a mistake?”
I stared at him again. My gaze was held too long as I could feel my eyes turn to glass.
“I’m not bar coded.”
He traded the position he was in to a more alert gesture. His body slowly got closer to the desk that was dividing us.
“You… you are not… bar coded?”
“No sir.”
I said this too quickly. I could tell he noticed.
“May I?”
The man reached for my arm. I uncovered my sleeve to show ivory skin glowing towards his hand.
“Why… CHILD TELL ME WHY!” There was a loud bang on the desk and a quick fist at his side.
I quickly stood up with him. We both looked into each other’s eyes for a solid 5 seconds.
“I should have you arrested! HOW DID YOU GET AWAY WITHOUT THE BAR CODE?”
“I AM NOT PROPERTY SIR! NOW IF I MAY ASK YOU, SO KINDLY, SIRRR DO YOU ALWAYS TREAT A LADY AS SUCH?”
I could see a cringe hit his face for half a second.
“No. I do not treat ladies this way. Not at all. It seems though; I’m dealing with no lady.”
I saw him open the drawer. An older sun damaged hand reached in and retrieved an old friend. It was black and pointed towards me. I heard him move his hand gently across my friend and made a tight clicking sound. He had cocked it and I was about to experience the wrath.
“Goodbye blue.”
Ch. 1
My book cover :) well what i want it to look like :P
I promptly sat down shifting my auburn hair behind my shoulders. I glanced to my left and saw the overcast shadow of the man that was about to determine the rest of my life.
“Blue.”
“Sir.”
“Why do you think you’re here?”
I stared at him. His grey sulking eyes sent chills running through my arms.
“I think there has been a mistake…Sir.”
“Do you now?”
I watched his body shift in his chair as he tried to look unmoved but yet attentive.
“Tell me…Blue..that is what they call you, yes?”
I nodded.
“Blue…that’s an odd name, wouldn’t you think?”
“It’s my name. I don’t see what’s so odd about it.”
He smirked. His laugh lines connected and made a noticeable crease.
“Blue is certainly unique; very unique indeed. Tell me now Blue, why do you think there has been a mistake?”
I stared at him again. My gaze was held too long as I could feel my eyes turn to glass.
“I’m not bar coded.”
He traded the position he was in to a more alert gesture. His body slowly got closer to the desk that was dividing us.
“You… you are not… bar coded?”
“No sir.”
I said this too quickly. I could tell he noticed.
“May I?”
The man reached for my arm. I uncovered my sleeve to show ivory skin glowing towards his hand.
“Why… CHILD TELL ME WHY!” There was a loud bang on the desk and a quick fist at his side.
I quickly stood up with him. We both looked into each other’s eyes for a solid 5 seconds.
“I should have you arrested! HOW DID YOU GET AWAY WITHOUT THE BAR CODE?”
“I AM NOT PROPERTY SIR! NOW IF I MAY ASK YOU, SO KINDLY, SIRRR DO YOU ALWAYS TREAT A LADY AS SUCH?”
I could see a cringe hit his face for half a second.
“No. I do not treat ladies this way. Not at all. It seems though; I’m dealing with no lady.”
I saw him open the drawer. An older sun damaged hand reached in and retrieved an old friend. It was black and pointed towards me. I heard him move his hand gently across my friend and made a tight clicking sound. He had cocked it and I was about to experience the wrath.
“Goodbye blue.”
Ch. 1