Short Stories And One Shots

Prompt 5

Noah wanted nothing more than to run. What if someone he knew past by him? What would that do to his reputation? The sun hit his head with full force. He hated this. "Oh Noah!" A sickening, sweet voice chirped behind him. "Ugh, what do you want Emilia?" he groaned, turning towards her. Emilia glared at him but her bitter smile returned. "You don't have to be so rude, big brother. I have the lemonade for my lemonade stand!" she chirped, sitting next to him. 

Rolling his eyes, Noah scooted away. "LEMONADE! LEMONADE!" Noah's little sister yelled, waving two lemons in the air frantically. "Why do I have to be here?" I groaned hitting my head against the silky, yellow table cloth. "Because mama said so!" Emilia stuck her tongue out at him. Noah looked back up and stuck his tongue right back at her. 

"Noah! Is that you?!" A deep voice laughed. Noah spun around quickly. "No!" He denied. The boy laughed, his dark hair falling into his eyes. I'm so dead.

He wouldn't mind as much if anyone came and saw him embarrassing himself by sitting there, in the blazing sun, running a tiny lemonade stand, with his tiny sister. But this wasn't just anyone. This was Carter Miles.

Emilia gave a them a confused look. Knowing that Noah's social life was going to be demolished, she quickly swooped in to save him. Emilia kicked his knee. "NOAH TAKE THE LEMONS AND RUN!" Emilia ordered as she kicked Carter's other knee. "WHY DO I HAVE TO TAKE THE LEMONS?!" Noah yelled back, getting ready to run. "BECAUSE I SAID SO!"

Noah looked back at Carter rubbing his knees in pain and his little sister smirking down at him in victory. But as soon as he grabbed all the lemons he ran before anyone else could see him.

After a while of running around blindly, he realized he had no clue where he was. "Well" he looked around, not sure where to go. "Um. Hey. Yo. You. Dude. Why do you have lemons?"

Turning around quickly, Noah took on a fighting stance. The girl's eyes widened, "dude. I don't fight."

Noah turned red in embarrassment. "Sorry" he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.  The girl rolled her blue eyes. "Want to make lemonade?" She suddenly asked when the silence became awkward.
He looked at the lemons. "Sure. So, um, what's your name?" Noah asked like an idiot. "Aisha" She told him, playing with the plaid shirt she had wrapped around her waist. "Nice to meet you. I'm Noah!"

Life actually gave him lemons.

A/n: This was horrible. I wrote it in like 5 minutes so.... HOPE YOU LIKED IT! narwhalsarelife
BAI