An American Scandal (Editing)

Chapter 29: The Story Ends While It Begins

A/N: Okay sorry for the late upload. I was trying to tweak the idea I had. I hope you guys don't kill me for this...but you see I was originally going to do something else, but I want to do the sequal like I promise and I want to keep this in the teen drama category cause all my others are in the non teen fiction. so yeah...but character pics are going to be to the side because you will need them...since there are some new characters. tell me what you think and if you like this spin...if not i will re-write and ditch the idea...this is a test!!!! Or if i like it..then you gonna have to rock with me...lol Remember I told you I write completely different and I try not to be cliche...so my teen fictions will take you everwhere.

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Chapter 29: The Story Ends While It Begins

I sat in the auditorium filled with my peers. It was the time that I had been waiting for. This was my time to shine. It was my time for the story I wrote to end and for my life to begin.  

“Good Morning Edgar Evers High School.” My principal said. I tightened my grip on my auditorium chair. “As you know today, marks the end of the literary competition.”

I inhaled and then exhaled. I pushed my glasses back on the bridge of my nose. This was the moment we have all been waiting for. I mean all that competed and those that read the literary works and cared about the senior literary competition. Okay, maybe it was simply the moment I was waiting for. So I was a bit on the edge of my seat and gripping the arms of the chair for dear life. I could tell my schoolmates sitting to my left and my right, were thinking I was as weird as the rumors made me out to be. But there was no point in trying to change my image in their eyes when I was a senior and we only had about 6 more months until we leave this hell of hole of a school.

This competition was a big thing to those who competed. I mean who would not want to win a chance at their story becoming or at least getting a chance to be on TV or turned into a movie. About 10 students were named finalist and we spent hours upon hours in the writing lab perfecting our stories from last year to the beginning months of schools. Now it was December and it was like all the hard work and preparation was coming to a cusp. It was nerve racking. I was up against some popular people and some known writers. Never did I write a thing for school with my creative fingertips and brainpower. I have always written papers. So my entry into this was a bit baffling to the journalism people and the creative writers. I think everyone did not see me as a threat. I mean I did not even see me as a threat or even a potential winner.

 I braced for rejection. Well because that is all that I got all my life. I don’t even know why I entered. I was a no body on campus. I was just foolish to believe in the impossible.

“This competition really allowed us and the Hollywood agent right here…Mr. Jared Truffles to see how talented and amazing our student population is. He was so impressed, but one work stood out to the student population, the panel of judges, and to Mr. Truffles.” The principal continued. I closed my eyes.

“And if you guys read the story I am pretty sure, you know what the story is….” I waited for the let down but hoped for the glimmer of possibility. “An American Scandal….By: Dominique McCall.”

I widened my eyes…it was me. I won. I heard whispers from students nearby asking who was Dominique? I felt a bit embarrassed because I have been in this building for four dam years and I was still a nobody. In my deep dreams, I wished this to be my moment, when I stood up and my hair would flow because of some secret fan was blowing, sort of like the Pantene commercial, and I would stand and all of my unattractiveness would flow away and I would be revered by the people that once teased me.