Music played softly in the background of the well-lit living room, but it was nearly impossible to hear it over the chaos of several conversations going on at one time, most of them not even in sync.
"This home of theirs is wonderful. I wonder how they ever managed to make it look so lovely." "I love those earrings you are wearing! Where did you get them?" "I'm absolutely starved. Does anyone know when dinner is supposed to be served?"
"I love those earrings you are wearing! Where did you get them?"
"I'm absolutely starved. Does anyone know when dinner is supposed to be served?"
Honestly, hearing all of this meaningless small talk was giving Indigo Timmons a headache. She had accepted her friend Ivy's invitation to her parents' Christmas Eve party because she was expecting it to be a small group of people who were close to the family, and actually had interesting things to say. If she had known it would be a classy party for a large group of people filled with nothing but idle chit-chat, she would have declined in an instant. She loved Ivy, but she wasn't sure she wanted to spend her Christmas Eve with a large group of wealthy people she didn't even know, and who couldn't care less about each other.
"You look like you are enjoying yourself." Indigo was shaken from her thoughts at the sound of a male voice speaking to her. She was currently sitting alone on one of the couches in her friend's living room, at least until she felt the cushion beside her sag, indicating that someone had taken a seat. Looking at the person, she recognized Ivy's older brother. She had only met him once, the only other time she had been to Ivy's house. Lysander had graduated from high school last year, but he stayed with his family while he went to college and figured out what he wanted to do with his life. He looked at her with curious emerald green eyes, his raven-black hair pushed out of his eyes and kept in place with a light amount of hair gel.
"That was sarcasm, by the way. You actually looked miserable sitting here, so I figured you could use some company. Since Ivy is nowhere to be found, I hope I will suffice." He gave her a friendly smile, and she watched him curiously. "It's Indigo, right?" he asked.
According to Ivy, Lysander had always been attractive. Indigo, only having met him once before now, never really had a chance to see him up close until today. And now that she had seen him up close, she saw just how right her friend was about Lysander being attractive. Indigo nodded at his question and smiled politely.
"Yes, Indigo Timmons. And you are Ivy's older brother." Lysander grinned at that.
"Ah, so you do remember," he said.
"It's hard to forget the face of someone who looks so similar to his sister." It was true. Ivy and Lysander could be identical twins if it wasn't for the difference in hair color.
"Oh look outside. It's snowing." "Has anyone seen the Mister and Misses? I haven't seen them since I arrived."
"Has anyone seen the Mister and Misses? I haven't seen them since I arrived."
"Ivy talks about you all the time you know." Lysander's words suddenly caught Indigo's attention, and she looked at him.
"Really? What does she say?" Lysander smiled at her, amusement flickering ever so clearly in his eyes.
"Nothing bad. In fact, she adores you. You're her closest friend since we've moved to this town. She says she can talk to you about anything." Indigo blushed lightly.
"She just trusts me, that's all. I mean, I was the first person to befriend her when she first came to school." Lysander nodded.
"And for that I am grateful. From what she's told me, she's very lucky to have a friend like you." Indigo blushed again and glanced away.
"I only do what a real friend should do. Nothing special." She heard Lysander chuckle, and she looked over at him curiously. "What's so funny?"
"To Ivy, you are special." Indigo smiled at that, and the two of them were quiet for a moment before Lysander spoke again. "It's odd. We seem to be the only ones able to carry on an interesting conversation." Glancing around the room, Indigo realized he was right.
"Oh, the Mister and Misses have arrived. Maybe the food is ready now."
"I do hope so. We've been waiting for over an hour."
Indigo shook her head and looked at Lysander again, a comical expression on her face. "Well, how about that."