Here's the first one! I'm kind of new to writing in third person limited so if I did anything wrong, or you have some tips for me please comment them! Thank you!
"Come on Sophia let's go!" Grace knocked on the door to her older sister's room impatiently multiple times. She had been waiting for the longest time to go to a club and now that she was finally twenty one, she could.
"I'm coming. You don't have to be so impatient." Sophia emerged from her room and threw her hands up in the air, dramatically showing off her outfit and tossed her hair over her shoulder. She chose a short v-neck purple dress and had on black pumps. It perfectly complimented her brown hair that was curled and came down to her waist. The only one common thing we shared was our blue colored eyes but somehow her's looked better than mine.
"Come on." Grace led the way down the stairs eagerly in a short light orange dress of her own with some red heels. Her sister said it didn't match but what did she know? They both got into the car and drove off.
"Get out here. I'm going to go park." Sophia said coming to a screeching stop in front of the club.
"No really. I can stay with you." Grace laughed nervously thinking about everything that could go wrong.
"I will not be seen next to you going into a club. Get out or we can go back home." Sophia snapped. Slightly stung, Grace got out of the car with her green clutch which her sister also said looked disgusting. She wobbled for the first few steps in her heels as she never really wore them but got the hang of it. Now confident, she strode forward and showed her I.D. for the person at the door. After taking a brief glance they nodded and Grace went in. I really could've just made a fake one and they wouldn't notice she scowled to herself.
Lost in her thoughts she didn't watch where she was going and crashed into someone. Heat flooded her cheeks with embarrassment and was caught around the waist just before hitting the floor.
"Hey beautiful." A decent looking man said and flashed her an award winning smile as he brought her back up to stand on my feet. Grace humphed, stomped on his shoe, and slapped him across the cheek for good measure before going further into the club. She wanted a real meeting with a perfect guy and he just ruined it by making it cliche. Then she supposed it would've been rather unfortunate if he let her fall and supposed she should apologize. As she turned around to do so, her sister Sophia came in and held his hand. She then walked over to Grace with the guy.
"Grace I'd like you to meet my boyfriend."
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Writing Prompts
RandomHello all! So recently, as I'm in the process of writing an original I wanted to try to improve my writing to make the book even better. So in here I will have prompts as titles and then have what I've written below. I'll explain more in the first p...