Okay, here's the prologue for my new story. I'll try to update soon! It's kinda bad, but I hope you enjoy!
In District 4, it seemed that all anyone cared about was fish. There were always so many people walking into my store asking for hooks, bait, or most commonly, the netting that made my parents' shop one of the few successes in my district. None of them actually once even bothered to pay attention to the socially awkward cashier, only occasionally to ask my name, or to see if my father was in the back. That's what made the fisherman's niece so unique.
She busted into my store one night, 3 minutes before closing time. The girl was tall, adorned in all black clothes in the style that the poorer of the district usually wore. Her blonde hair was a wild mess, and her face was a light pink color. It was obvious that she had been running for quite some time to get here.
"Where.. the hell.. is that netting?" The girl managed to spit out in between all the panting.
Taken aback, I fumble for the correct words to say. "Its.. um.. I have it back here in the back so people don't try to steal it?" I silently scorn myself for once again failing at speaking.
Having gained back her breath, the mysterious girl had begun to pace around the cramped shop. She turned her head to give me a look of exasperation. "Oh come on, you can do better than that. I'm here to buy this netting everybody in town is absolutely raving about, and I assume you have some kind of cashier dialogue you're supposed to give me. Make it good," her voice rang with a hint of amusement at the sight of my lack of social capability.
"Welcome to the..." my voice fades out when she just sighs disappointingly.
"Now that was just sad," she waits for a second then grins suddenly. I can almost see the light bulb above her head. "Here, you be the customer, and I'll be the cashier." I give her a confused look and the girl proceeds to push me out from behind the dusty register and pulls me to where she once stood, then walks back around to behind the platform. She puts on an abnormally charming smile and begins to speak.
"Welcome to Seashore Fishing Supplies, would you like to buy some netting? The Super Pro netting has been quite popular lately and for good reason," she run in the back for a second and I almost run after her because no one is supposed to be back there but before I can do anything she comes back with the Super Pro netting. She comes up to me and holds out part of the net for me to feel. "This net will last 10 times longer than an average net and is laced with a secret incense that fish find irresistible. It was made by the mysterious Inventor, at least that's the name on the label," she stops smiling for a moment but then slyly grins. "Do you know who the Inventor is, for real. I'm really curious and I'd love to meet the genius who came up with this netting design."
I stared straight into her blue eyes with a dead expression for a good 10 seconds and then burst into laughter. "Then today's your lucky day, you're looking at her," I say with a grin.
The girl's jaw dropped so low I thought it was going to hit the cash register.
"Hold on a second.. you? Really? Of all people? Are you kidding me? A shy teenage girl is the Inventor? Are you...what even... and here I am, barely able to spear a fish." She looks shocked, but again, still amused. It's like everything could be seen as a punch line to her. "I'm Marina," the girl says, "and I am now dying to know who you are."
"Brooke," I reply, "and I don't think it would kill me to get to know you."
It turns out that Marina is a fisherman's niece. "Nothing special," she always says. I for one know that's a complete lie. Marina would end up being the most important person I'd ever meet in District 4. She's my best friend, and I'll never leave her side.