“Theodosia! It’s nice to see you and you are?” I asked the man who was standing closely to her. He extended his hand.
“Aaron Burr- her father. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Miss. L/N. Theodosia writes about you a lot, I am glad to finally meet you.” I smiled and he looked at Theodosia, who was now blushing slightly.
“This is her?” Aaron asked and I glanced at Theodosia, slightly confused. He looked back at me and upon noticing my confusion, his face softened a bit. “Theo, do you want to go wait outside?” He asked her and she nodded silently before proceeding to leave the room. “She has talked a lot about you. She says that you helped her a lot with her mothers death.” He said, looking older than he did before and I frowned before nodding a bit.
“I just wanted to show her that writing can help you in ways that talking to people can’t.”
“I agree. The writings that’s she’s allowed me to read are just amazing. Things she maybe only admits to Philip Hamilton.”
“He has been a rock for Theodosia as well. Those two are practically inseparable.”
“I’m glad to hear it. Her mother always wanted them to end up dating.”
“May I ask what Theodosia has really told you about me?”
“She says you remind her of her mother and she thinks that we should- what do the kids call it? ‘Hook up’.” He said and I felt my cheeks grow red.
“From what I’ve read, Theodosia thinks very highly of her mother so I don’t think that I-”
“From what she’s told me and from meeting you so far, I would say that she was right.”
“Thank you, Mr. Burr.”
“Now I gotta go- I have something to discuss with Alexander Hamilton- he is an econ and government teacher as well as head of the debate club.”
“Alex is very nice so I wouldn’t see you having any trouble with him.”
“Me and Alexander we go way back and he is quite… hotheaded sometimes.”
“You can say that again.” I joked and he smiled slightly, opening his mouth to say something before closing it.
“It was nice meeting you.”
“You too.” He said before picking up his bag and walking out of the door but not before checking over his shoulder and smiling at me. I saw a stray piece of paper on the floor and I picked it up and looked at it in curiousity.
On a small scrap of paper in small, neat letters and numbers, Aaron Burr had written his number and name and had dropped it on my floor.
I smiled at the piece of paper and tucked it in to my coat pocket.
Theodosia peeked in the room and when she saw me smiling, her own smile widened.
“Theodosia, can you please send in George Eacker and his parents? Thank you.” I asked her.
“Did you like him?” Theodosia asked me and I looked at her.
“Your father seems like a very nice man.”
“I can tell that he likes you as well.” She grinned slowly.
“You’re one of my students Theodosia, I don’t think we should be discussing my love life.”
“Whatever you say Miss. L/N. I’ll get Eacker.” She said before backing out of the room.
“Aaron, what are you doing here?” I asked, looking up from my computer monitor and he smiled widely.
“I just got transferred to this school. I am going to be teaching history.”
“It’s good to see you and it’s going to be great having another friend in the building.”
“This is only going to bring back Theo’s theory that we are meant to be together.” He joked and I laughed.
“So I’m guessing she hasn’t showed you that story that she wrote several days ago?” I asked and I bit back a laugh when I saw Aaron’s reaction.
“She wrote something about us? I am so sorry, truly.” He apologized and I brushed it off.
“It makes grading papers more interesting. She has quite the imagination and I am surprised she hasn’t shown you yet.”
“I am surprised as well but I have to ask, would it be so bad if we did decide to try and go on a date?” He asked cautiously and I stopped typing and I stared at my computer monitor for a second. “I mean I-”
“No. I don’t think that it would be so bad.” I said and he smiled at his feet and started to walk away.
“If that was you asking me out, the answers yes. Just text me when and where.”
If there is one thing I have learned over the years, it’s that it only takes one person, one patient, one moment to change your life forever, to change your perspective, color your thinking. To force you to re-evaluate everything you think you know. To make you ask yourself the toughest questions: Do you know who you are? Do you understand what has happened to you? Do you want to live this way?
One of the things I really like about Garrus is that he’s a 7 foot tall terrifying and ruthless bird person who carries around a huge gun and will murder you if you step out of line ….
….and his go-to expletive is ‘crap’.
I mean yeah he says ‘damn’ sometimes for emphasis but he opens an elevator and comes face to face with a BOMB and just goes “Oh crap!!” like he’s 12
One time a husk manages to sneak up on him and he freaks out for a second and blurts out “whaT THE FUCK!?” and everyone just whirls around and stares in shock because did he just swear??? and they all kind of laugh and comment like ‘wow I didn’t know you had it in you!’
Garrus is horrified he might have offended someone and apologizes non-stop for like 45 minutes
I love your comics!! I gotta do some short ones (10 pages) for university as well, do you have any tips on how to create a good interesting plot? You seem to know lots about everything art related!!
aw man thank you!!
sometimes when i’m having trouble coming up with a story i create a main character FIRST! and then i create the story around it that character and their personality, like where i think they’d be from, what problems they may have to deal with, etc. sometimes that can be easier because then you’re not starting with nothing. you’re starting with a character that you already are interested in!
other times i just have to sit there and think a while. what do i like about the stories that i like? do i want my story to have magic? should it be in the real world? do i want it to be realistic, do i want it to be weird? do i want to make it serious, or funny, or educational, or a combination of those?
for short stories it’s crucial to keep your story simple! interesting doesn’t have to mean super duper complicated and meaningful with 20 twists. interesting can just be like oh! i’ve never read a story about a humble chicken farmer who is also world famous sculptor! or oh! i’ve never read a story about a bear who spends half their life as a bear and half their life as a blue jay! let’s find out what happens!
stuff i think that makes up a good, interesting story:
- CLEAR and understandable
- not reliant on tropes (i don’t mean you have to be 100% original which is kind of impossible, i just mean check your story and characters to make sure it’s not something the world has seen 1 million times! if you’re doing a zombie comic, what makes your story different than the walking dead? if you’re doing a story about vampires or monsters or magic, what makes it different than twilight, or teen wolf, or supernatural, or harry potter? same goes for characters, try and avoid character tropes if you can. consider what real people are like instead! if you have 2 nice and likable characters, how do you make them different? maybe think about your friends/family and what they’re like)
- includes something a little unexpected or out of the ordinary (you can make this happen by putting two very different things in the same story! ex. farming and sculpting, or a huge bear and a tiny bird)
- is concise and has a definitive ending EVEN IF you want to end it on a ‘to be continued.’ i think it’s really important for readers to have some degree of closure even if you want to leave it open. but be careful about leaving it open at all! i only say that because sometimes people get tired and don’t know how to end their story and they just leave it on a cliffhanger or something and it’s not done very well because it wasn’t planned for. sometimes the ending is the best part for making your story different and interesting! you can put a weird twist in there, some kind of lesson, the punchline of a joke, something cute and sweet, something sad
but yeah! this is just stuff i could think of at the moment, i can add to this if i think of more stuff! and if you have any questions or anything don’t hesitate to ask. i hope this could help!!
im an adult but i talk like im five with my over-exaggeration of excitement and thankfulness and affection, but it’s only because i know what it’s like to feel like what im saying or doing isn’t important so i overdo it that way no one has to feel unwelcome around me like i used to feel around everyone else
“Oh shit.” You mumbled and turned around to face the shelve filled with cereals. Calum hadn’t noticed you yet and it made you calm down a bit. Seeing your old friend was painful and embarrassing – especially after you tried to forget him. It was hard to forget-forget him since he was everywhere touring the world and such – you even went to one of their shows once because your friend forced you. Of course, you didn’t tell her that you were old buds with the bassist. But you had never thought that you would contact him or even see him again. It was weird and surely he must have forgotten about you.
Of course, he couldn’t remember you. You shook your head as you walked to the cashier with a peaceful feeling in your gut. There was no way that Calum would remember you. It was years ago and now he was probably a whole other person that he was in high school.
“Y/N?” You heard a low voice with a thick Australian accent behind you. Fuck, you thought as you turned around with a fake smile plastered on your lips.