Prologue

-Prologue-

 

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“I’m going to ask you to do one thing for me.” Lennon knew what he was going to say before he even opened his mouth, and sure enough, he began to speak, his expression firm and unwavering. She didn’t want to hear it though, and she held up her hand, just as resolute as he was. “I don’t need to hear anything right now. I really don’t. Now I just want you to listen.”

 

For the first time that night, a degree of uncertainty was visible in Tedder’s eyes. “You want me to listen,” he echoed her slowly. “While you talk?”

 

“To the music,” she explained. “I want you to listen to what started it all. I want you listen to the beginning, the middle, the end.” She drew out the mixed tape from her bag, a CD packed into a clear jewel case, the words Everything And Nothing simply written in black Sharpie. He took it from her, looking her straight in the eyes, unsure but unafraid.

 

She could tell that he was astonished, once again, at her non-conformity. But Lennon had always tried her very hardest to avoid doing things by the book if she could, and this situation with Tedder was no different. If she could find a way to handle things that was anything but ordinary, she would. She was proud of her individuality- it was the one thing that no one could take away from her.

 

“And after I listen, what happens?” Tedder asked, placing the ball in her court one more time. Even after all the disastrous crap they went through over the past few days, she was still able to appreciate just how well he knew her, even though she’d given him so little to go on. It was the other way around that was the problem. She had come to realize that she didn’t know him at all.

 

“Then you’ll know, and whatever will be, will be.” She left her answer vague on purpose, and despite herself, no matter how many times she lied inside her own mind that she didn’t care what happened, she hoped he really would listen to everything that she could not bring herself to say in her own words. He was about to walk away, she could tell, and she almost wanted to abandon her pride and ask him if he would just chuck the mixed tape as soon as she was out of sight. But she couldn’t- she thought she knew herself enough to be sure that the right words would never come out.

 

Lennon turned to walk away but he called after her, his tone impartial. “I don’t know you Lennon. Not as well as I want to. But only because you don’t know yourself.”

 

She turned around instinctively, purely out of surprise, and responded with as much feeling as she could muster, “I don’t know you.” She found she had no other choice but to leave it at that.

 

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Author's Note

Any review is much appreciated. Please review if you'd like me to continue : )

Reviews

[Tabitha A. Rees]

Seems pretty cool so far. I've always liked characters who hate being ordinary (Anything but Ordinary happens to be the title of my favorite song, too, :) ) and who have an obsession with music. Lennon seems like my kind of protagnist.

The only problem I see is lack of variety in sentence beginnings. A lot of them start with "he, she, Lennon," that sort of thing. Mix up your words a bit.

Love to know more though, so be sure to post more. Seems like an interesting, non-cliche love story.

[Jen Marks]

I agree with Theresa; I really want to know what happens next.
I like how the whole thing has a lot to do with music.
Very well written; you have a very mature style.
(But while I was reading, I did have a little trouble knowing which character was talking.)

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[Theresa]

Please continue. I want to know more about the characters. It seems like a possible love story in the making. I also want to know what was on the CD that she had given him to listen to and what it all meant in the grand scheme of things.

[nostal]

cool