My dear readers. That “target” I talked about in my last post has been completed, mostly. As my thanks for reading my posts and giving me positive feedback I have decided to give you a little excerpt from one of the 17 pieces I’ve written. I laughed a lot while reading this, I hope you do too. Be inspired!
Alright, let’s do this.
You’re gonna fail.
No I’m not.
Jack looked around to check if anyone was nearby. He didn’t want anyone to witness what he was about to do in case it went awry. Private embarrassment he could take – but public humiliation was a whole other matter. He was pleased to see that no one else was in the cafeteria. Most people didn’t come to school during the summer break. They had lives to live and parents with lots of money to spend… or not, and instead they had to work odd jobs to help their family put bread on the table. Jack hated it when his thoughts went off track like this. It wasn’t his fault but he hated himself for it.
With sweaty palms he slowly approached his long-term crush, the beautiful brunette called Emily. “Hey Emily,” Jack muttered as if half-afraid she would actually hear him.
Emily looked up from her book, a collection of short stories by O. Henry. She seemed puzzled, “Hey… sorry, do I know you?”
“Excuse me?” Emily did not sound pleased at all.
“Sorry… I wasn’t talking to you. I mean – hey, we are in the same Chemistry class. The Mad Cow is our teacher?” When he noticed her confused expression, one that easily gave away the fact that his words didn’t ring a bell, his soul was crushed. Jack nervously fidgeted with his spectacles. “I sit next to you. We’re lab partners.” Was he that unnoticeable?
“Oh… you! Hey! What’s up?” Emily smiled the awkwardness away, or tried to. Unfortunately for her, Jack had noticed that she hadn’t even used his name. She really didn’t know him at all. “How are you?”
“I’m alright actually. How are you?”
“I’m good…” she responded, curious to see where Jack was directing the conversation.
Awkward silence prevailed.
Aren’t you going to say something?
“It sure is very hot in the summer!”
Oh my God! What is wrong with me?
“I guess that’s how the season was differentiated from winter.” Emily smiled then glanced at her novel as if she was itching to read it again.
“I read O. Henry too. He is a brilliant writer.”
She perked up at that. “He’s amazing isn’t he? A shame he’s not around to write more stories.”
Happy to see a renaissance in the conversation Jack exuberantly exclaimed, “A real shame!”
And that was it. That was all he could say to his crush. The conversation didn’t go nearly as well as he’d hoped it would but there was no redeeming the situation because Emily had already started packing her bags.
“Well it was a real nice chat dude. I gotta go now. Stay awesome!”
Jack’s heart thumped like a rock band’s drums in the middle of a solo. Emily thought he was awesome!
You know she just said that because she’s nice right? Otherwise from that incredibly awful exchange even I would disown you.
You talk too much…
TO BE CONTINUED…