Come on. You’ve done this a million times. You can do it again.
She rested her fingers on the keyboard, pouring over those memorized notes, whispering to herself the story points.
Then she froze. Come on!! She stared at the empty screen, willing SOMETHING TO COME!
Hearing her name, she shut down her laptop and turned around. “Hi, Adrien,” she sighed.
“Mum says we’ll be late for class if we don’t hurry up.” Adrien raised his hand. “Catch!”
Liz tried to grab it, but it hit her in the face. “Watch it! What’s wrong with you?!”
“I-I’m sorry, sis. Didn’t mean to. Just handin’ your backpack to ya’.”
Liz grabbed it from off the floor and rammed her books in. She stormed out of the room, slinging her backpack over her shoulder. Catching his hurt face, she felt a twinge of guilt. “Sorry,” she sighed as they walked out the front door, Adrien a few steps behind her.
“Have a good day, you two!” their parents called out to them as the door shut.
“You too!” Adrien called back. “How’s your story doing?”
“It’s not ‘doing’ anything,” Liz shot back as they crossed the road and headed towards the bus stop. “I don’t get what’s going on. I’ve written down all my ideas, worked out the plot, the characters, the setting…everything! I’ve memorized it all, but…when I try to type it up…nothing…comes. It’s like my mind goes blank.”
“Here.” They had arrived at the bus stop and he was holding out two chocolate bars. “Take one.” How did he manage to steal those?
She thanked him and ripped open the wrapping and began eating it. “I’ve been trying to swipe these,” she commented, “but I could never figure out where they were.”
He shrugged, but didn’t say anything. Probably didn’t want her to find out and eat them before he could. She went to eat more, but then realised that she had eaten it all. Stuffing the wrappings in a nearby bin, Liz noticed that Adrien was simply holding his chocolate while flipping through one of his books. Maybe…
She slowly reached out and…
“Oh no!” Adrien laughed and pulled it away as he continued eating. “Not this time! So,” and he swallowed, “why isn’t your story working? Having second thoughts?”
“No. I don’t know! This has never happened before! Normally, I have NO problems whatsoever. My mind’s working overtime, and it’s…simple. Easy. But now…”
“Are you loving the story?”
She hesitated for a fraction of a second. “Yes.”
Adrien shot her a glance. “Aren’t you sure?”
“I’m not…I don’t know,” she said after a long pause. The bus arrived and they climbed in. Sitting down, she connected her earphones to her phone and began playing music. She soon lost herself in the music, deciding to worry about the story later.
“Alright class. Today’s the last day of school for the year. I know you’re all excited. Now, today, first, here are your test results from last week,” and Mrs. Revilrs began handing out the test results to the students.
Liz tried to relax. How did I do? Please have done well! She saw her teacher coming over to her. Mrs. Revilrs placed her test papers on her desk.
At the top of the paper was an ‘G-‘.
“Stay after class, Liz.”
Mrs. Revilrs brought a chair over and sat down directly infront of Liz. “Liz, I’m very disappointed in you,” she said. Liz did not say a thing. “You normally wouldn’t fail such a test. What’s the matter?”
Liz suddenly appeared agitated. “Nothing, ma’am.” But Liz wouldn’t meet her eyes.
Mrs. Revilrs sighed. “You can tell me,” she told Liz.
“Nothing’s wrong!” she insisted, finally meeting her gaze. “Is that all?”
Mrs. Revilrs nodded and Liz pushed the chair back, and got up, leaving the room. What do I do? What’s wrong with her?
So, I know that’s not really a start, but I think the story will get better as it goes. I hope you enjoyed this odd beginning, and I apologise for the lack of stories lately.
‘Bye for now!
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