At First Sight Blogfest

I almost missed this blogfest in the midst of hectic homework issues, but here it is. The host is Jacee Drake. Check out the blog link to see the other entries in the blogfest.  Because of homework and two quizzes, I'll have to comment on other people's entries on Friday.

About the Blogfest:
"On October 7th, post an entry describing in about 500 words the moment your MC meets someone of importance for the first time. Could be friend, lover, enemy, long-lost parent, sibling... whoever is important to them - at that point in their life - and the emotion and reaction to the encounter your MC goes through."

This blogfest is the perfect opportunity to skip a huge section of the first part in my blog novel, Cinder Story, and introduce the Prince character. I haven't quite figured out the character's actual name, which will be obvious in the entry below, so be warned. That will be worked on later, I hope.


Entry from Cinder Story:

Sweet black coffee had a heavenly type secret because the color of the liquid always seemed like it forgot to give the drinker a hint as to the sugary goodness that lurked underneath. Of course, none of that mattered when the scalding heat burned Jack's tongue. Cursing, he set the tall paper cup down on the black table top of the coffee shop. It was stupid to drink the coffee right away but he was distracted as he watched the open doors of the shop for signs of his new assignment.

While the outing was a nice change of pace from the shopping, drama and glitter that usually filled his days, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive. The father setting up the daughter for a potential mate didn't fit into the modern philosophy of dating and having to meet the guy first to check him out was plain weird. Yet, there he sat, in a coffeeshop waiting for the Prince of (insert cool business that his father runs but he is part owner of) to arrive. He'd done some initial research after the uncomfortable email conversation he'd had with the guy posing as Ella. The list of interests he'd been given in one email had read like a poorly written online dating profile and was only missing the faked line, "enjoys long walks on the beach." And the other research didn't provide much information on the personal side of Prince's life. Despite his gossip appeal, he'd managed to stay away from media for the most part. There were only a few pictures available, leaving Jack unsure of who would be arriving.

Once his coffee was cool enough to drink, Jack returned to sipping the liquid as he watched the door with only the occasional glance at his phone to check the time. It seemed Prince wasn't into punctuality since he was already ten minutes late.

Twenty minutes after the schedules meet session a group of males in gym clothing entered the coffee shop. At first, Jack shrugged them off until he took a closer look at the last one to come through the door. The young man in black and gray gym clothes that he began to stare at was tall, muscular but not overly so. His dusty blonde hair was short and had a slight wave motion to it.

Enjoying the view, Jack felt a slight panic when the guy let the group and walked over to his table.

"Are you," the blonde glanced at a fancy blackberry phone as he spoke, "Jack?"

"Yes," he tentatively responded, trying to look him over again without it being overly obvious as a sudden familiarity crossed his mind. "Are you..."

"Prince," the man interjected. "That would be me."

In order to hide his panic and the electricity of attraction he'd felt during his first staring session, Jack had to throw something out to keep a conversation going. He couldn't believe the words even as they fell out of his mouth. "So, you really think you're cool enough for that name?"

Seeming to take the question well, Prince chuckled. "Not really but it's what people call me."