Note : This post is a 100 word flash fiction written for the following photo prompt by Friday Fictioneers
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She clutched her notebook nervously, tucking the imaginary stray strands behind her ear. How helpless she felt, in his mere presence.
He passed her in a blink, the thundering noise from his Royal Enfield ripping through the shy air, sending warm currents down her spine.
“Did he look at me?” she asked her friend earnestly.
“No. When will you get over him? He is not interested in you.”
“How are you so sure? Why does he take this route every single day, at the same time that we leave college? There must be something”.
“Mm..well....because he..Sorry. He loves me”.
Oh what a cruel blow! How could she have been so wrong. Lovely, whimsical romance.
ReplyDeleteThank you Margirene!! Glad you liked it :) And yeah, life is cruel sometimes.
DeleteOh dear! How humiliating. That took me back to my schooldays.
ReplyDeleteHaha..yeah, it must have been a rude shock :) thanks for reading Sandra!
DeleteOhh, that's embarrassing! Loved your narration. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Darshana!
DeleteThat was a hard blow... wonder if it's really true or just a cruel lie.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading Brudberg! It is true.
DeleteDear Sampada,
ReplyDeleteI see the end of a friendship here. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you Rochelle.
DeleteOh my. I felt her pain.
ReplyDeleteYeah, its painful. Thanks for reading Dawn.
DeleteYou are a heartbreaker Sampada:)
ReplyDeleteHaha! I laughed, but really don't know how to react to that :)
DeleteThat hurt !
ReplyDeleteOh yes it did!
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