Welcome back to Weekend Writing Warriors, where participants share 8 sentences from a book or WIP. It seems I forgot to sign up last week, which I realised when my post had very low views throughout the day. This week’s scene is a continuation of last week’s.
One week after Cinnimin Filliard has met Levon Kevorkian, who’s destined to be the love of her life, she’s told her friends she’s out getting dirt on their goody-goody frenemy Adeline, who had the nerve to start a barely-populated club in opposition to their own new club, and proclaim herself president. Before she goes over to Adeline’s house while church is still in session, though, Cinni sneaks over to see Levon while his hosts are at church.
Cinnimin strode into the living room and plunked herself down on the davenport, motioning for him to join her. “I noticed you’re a southpaw, which I think is really special. You’re brave to not let anyone change you. In first grade, I saved my sort-of friend Ariania Miller when the teachers tied her arm down with rope. I was given the gift of ambidexterity, and I wrote with my left hand just to spite them and show solidarity with Ainy. The teachers eventually left her alone.”
Cinnimin pulled out a new box of Sobranies and lingered over them before finally selecting a turquoise cigarette and fumbling for her Katharine Hepburn lighter. She laughed at the horrified look on Levon’s face.
This is an entirely new part of the original 1997/1999 scene. Both the first and second versions just had way too much rapid-fire, unrealistic dialogue, along with not being developed enough.
Ariania (Air-ee-AYN-ee-yah) is one of my characters who started out strongly based on someone I knew, and her family were also initially strongly based on my friend’s real-life family. Twenty-two years on, I’ve never told my nearly-lifelong friend that I have this character she inspired. I’ve never encountered the name Ariania anywhere else, so it’s entirely possible I invented it.