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What do you think of the first chapter of my story?
Prologue: I am convinced that no man will ever be good enough for me now. I never thought my heart could be wrenched so hard from my chest and divided so evenly between them. I have decided that if I were to meet the guy who held all of their individual good qualities I would immediately be swept off my feet and never spare another thought to those young men who showed me what I truly desired. I keep telling myself over and over that he’s out there waiting for me, searching for me. Today I spent 2 hours just lying on the sand contemplating this very subject. Could it be that I’ve fallen in love with each of them? Or do I just love how much they all say they love me? With the sand in my toes and the wind blowing my satin brown hair I couldn’t help but be overcome with a vision of the man that would take me off into the sunset. I sank deeper and deeper into that dream until the ocean waves were silenced and I could no longer feel the burn of the sun. The world disappeared around me until a faint voice brought my attention back to the surface and I saw staring down at me five pairs of eyes, the very eyes belonging to the boys I’d lost my heart to so long ago. For a few moments it was as if their eyes molded into one beautiful pair, eyes I’d seen before….but where? Chapter 1: I grew up just outside of Salt Lake City where it’s only warm for 3 months out of the year but when it is, the whole earth seems to explode in gratitude for it. In my little town of Milcreek there was an instant change every year. It seemed that overnight all of the trees and flowers decided to bloom and the sun would finally come out to stay. With the change in weather there was also a change in spirit. This particular day happened to be the last of my senior year and due to the weather and the anticipation of graduation the entire senior class couldn’t sit still. As we sat in our graduation rehearsal watching our coaches sweat on stage just to tell us how to walk and smile, Christie tapped me on the shoulder, “Sarah did you talk to Bryan this morning?” she asked. That was all I needed to start feeling sick. Why did she have to go and fall in love with Bryan? The one guy she could never be with and why was I the only one who could calm her fears of him totally hating her? Christie had everything a high school girl could ever want. She was popular and not just because she was tall, slender, and gorgeous. Next to her I found myself feeling overshadowed and concerned that no one could even see me. What a fix I was in. I had talked to Bryan this morning but only to find him swooning over me as he always does. After our previous summer fling I expected him to snap out of his “love sick puppy” phase but only found him to be a really good actor. He had fooled Christie at least. “No I haven’t had a chance Christie, I’ll talk to him later. But, what do you want me to say?” I replied in a whisper. “Just ask him what he’s doing tonight.” “I thought tonight was our sleepover. You know he can’t come to that.” I giggled. “I know but it’s a good conversation starter.” “Then why don’t you ask him?” With that she turned back toward the stage. After only a few seconds of solitude my attention turned to the isle across from me where Logan and Ryan were sitting and found they had been making faces at me for some time. They were both red with laughter and I couldn’t help but chuckle as Ryan’s face contorted into some sort of animal. The dynamic duo of Logan and Ryan never failed to put a smile on my face. Logan, a tall and very handsome boy had the maturity of a 10 year old but was more intelligent than most adults. But his immaturity was evenly countered by Ryan’s easy temper and completely opposite body type. I laughed, rolled my eyes, and turned back toward the stage but not without flashing one of my own special faces at both of them. With my head turned I could hear them snickering from the image of my infamous puffer fish face. On stage coach Barnes was instructing one of the unfortunate volunteers on the proper direction to walk after receiving your fake diploma. It all seemed so unnecessary to me but if we didn't attend the assembly we couldn't receive our long awaited ten dollar refund. I was surprised at how many seniors had shown up the day before graduation just for a few bucks. Coach Barnes asked for another volunteer to do an impersonation of a tripping student. The majority of the students slunk further in their chairs until Brian jumped up. As the student body vice president it was no surprise when he volunteered for just about everything. When he passed me in the isle he grabbed my shoulder gently and smiled. Christie shot me a hurt look, folded her arms, and turned to talk to our friend Lisa. I could not wait for this nightmare to end! When the assembly ended we all shot out of our chairs and raced to be first in line for our refunds. Once through the line we were free! No more classes or homework. The line moved at a snails hmm it wouldn't let me put the whole thing on there. Anyone know where I can do a link or something?
Public Comments
- I think it looks pretty good. :)
- Bit short isn't it? No offence intended by that, just the minimum I write for a chapter is 2,000 words roughly. It sounds kinda good though (the plot).
