Chapter 6: Distracted

14 1 0
                                    

"You know, the funny thing is, she's inadvertently helped me decide my job today. Looking back, I didn't know how important helping her would be. Honestly, I was young and stupid. I lost sight of what was important and got distracted. I still feel bad about what happened. With the betterment of hindsight, I should have done better."

10 YEARS AGO:

"Your turn Jim." I said, passing the tennis racket.

"Leave it to me." Jim winked excitedly.


Sports sucks.



Cleaning my sweat onto my P.E. uniform, I took a brisk walk to the guy's toilet.

As I approached, I heard a shuffle of steps behind me. Turning around, a tall girl with a ponytail appeared in front of me.

"Yo." A soft voice spoke.

Wiping my eyes clear sweat, I realised it was Chrissy.

"Oh, hey Chrissy." I said between breaths.

"Why are you sweating so much, P.E. started like ten minutes ago." She questioned.

"None of your business." I panted, looking towards the ground.


This is definitely in my Top 10 least cool moments.


"Anyway, so what do you think about the competition?" She asked cheerfully, tilting her head to the side.

What competition. OH WAIT. The pamphlet from last week.


Totally did not forget about it.


"Oh yea. It's some book reading competition, right? What kind of lame competition is that?" I chuckled.

Chrissy must have gotten mad as her face reddened. Annoyed, she explained

"Hey! It's a big deal. It's a competition where top young authors get to read and present their short stories."

Scratching my head, I curiously asked

"I don't follow, why are you competing then?"

A smile crept on her face.

Oh,  no. I've just been baited.


"Don't tell me..." I shook my head in disbelief.

"You're a top writer?"

"Yup!" She grinned.

Pinching the bridge of my nose softly, I sighed

"You? An author. Get out of here."

"Rude much?" She jokingly replied.

Pointing a finger to myself, I asked

"What do you need me for then?"

"Well, my story is about a knight and a princess..." She explained.


Oh, I see.


Cutting her off, I gushed

"So basically, you want me to read out the prince's lines."

She ExistedWhere stories live. Discover now