Short Stories

Waiting (Short Story 1)

Will was sitting there. He was sitting there at crowded party surrounded by sweaty people. His glasses where starting to steam because of it! He didn't want to be there. Peer pressure. Will sat in the corner of the school gym on bench. Staring at all of his fellow students drunk out of their minds. He laughed at them. Dancing around helplessly, falling over, falling into people. It was like a animal documentary. All the different types of drunks where tripping over air in front of him. He became David Attenbrough from a few minutes. To everyone else, he looked like a mumbling loony. But to him, he was in the wild. Trekking though the desserts and rain-forests looking for these high specimens.

There was the tired drunk. Their favourite environment was the depths of the amazon forests. Much like a sloth, once the achol went past their lips, they fell into a deep slumber.

There was the clumsy drunk. They like to live in the hot-ness of the desserts. Where there was nothing that they could break. When they even came within a few centimeters of a beer, they would be tripping and falling over like it was nobodies business. This lovable scamp will have broken every ones glasses before the night was over.

Then the angry drunk comes storming on stage. They will just stand there shouting at everyone. They adore to live in Europe where there are many people around to unleash their anger. One seconds your talking to a nice guy, the next, he punches you in the face!! This species are sworn emenys with the Clumsy type.

Next on the list is the emotional drunk. This person will go to a party all happy and jolly, but when they get a sighting of wine, they turn into a huge blubbering pile of flesh. Regretting life decisions, thinking too deeply into the meaning of being alive, and just having an existential crisis.

Will carried on into his own little world of spectating all the attenders to this school disco. He heard some giggling near by. He leaped into reality and noticed a group of about 4 girls huddling in a circle and looking over their shoulders towards Will. One of the girls he had never seen before. Then he remembered. She was that new girl who had came to the school only the other day. Her name was something like... Lisa? Lola? Laura! Her name was Laura James. She has short bright red hair and was wearing a short sleeved shirt with "The waves flow around me" printed. She had some simple light blue jeans and worn "white" (more like a cream) converses.

She started to walk towards Will. He panic ed and wiped all the cake crumbs off his lap in a rush and messed up his hair. She was on the other side of the gym so he had some time. When she finally got there, Will looked worse than before. Laura sat down next to him. Awkwardly.

"Hi." She mumbled looking at Will hopefully. He looked around and noticed she was talking to him.

"Hi... What brings you here?" Will asked trying to break the ice.

"My friends forced me and I was only planning to spend my life savings on amazon ordering stuff, so here I am. You?" Laura said and smiled. She had the most amazing smile. It was like a half grin.

"Peer pressure. What kind of stuff do you like to buy?" he tried to keep the conversation going. It was going well. Until she said:

"What were you doing a couple of minutes ago? You were mumbling. My friend got really creeped out and asked me to go over and ask." Laura said looking at her fellow chums who where looking at us and laughing their heads off.

Will's world came crashing down around him. He had a crush on this girl since he saw her on her first day at the school. He thought that he was going to get to know her. But no. She only wanted to know why he looked like he needed to go into an asylum. He explained.

"I pretend like I'm David Attenbrough and do a nature documentary on all the drunks." He said embrasses and turned bright red while looking away. She walked off. No laugh on all the types he had came up with. Nothing. The party was a fail. Laura ran back to her friends and told them everything. He knew. He also knew,

Tommow was going to be a shit day.

He woke up the next morning and headed to school. Only to be thrown abuse like "HEY WILL!!! HOWS DAVID?" and "Will, You going to mumble again?" The story had gotten messed up. It had changed from looking at types of drunks, to mumbling in a corner rocking backwards and forwards, frothing at the mouth.

The whole school thought he had rabies.

He passed Laura in school. She looked sad. She sat next to him at lunch. Ignoring al the shouts of "Lars! Get back here! He'll bite you!!" But she still sat next to the 15 year old boy crying into his mashed potato.

"I didn't think it would come to this. Peer pressure." Laura said trying to apologies for his suffering.

"You should of thought of how it would affect me. You should have thought "This could turn into a horrible rumor and ruin his life!" But you didn't..." Will mumbled in anger as he stood up from his lunch and walked away. (BTW this was a few months later. Ik I said the next morning but him meeting Laura was a few months later)

Laura tried to follow him. Weaving though all the corridors, running though the playgrounds, and out the school gates. She eventually caught up with him. She tried to calm him down, telling him everything would be OK. But he wouldn't listen. They  both knew it was going to get way out of hand.

Then Will ended all the suffering.

Then Laura started suffering. She knew it was her fault he was dead. But she didn't end up the same way.

She know works at schools. Telling them her story. All about Will, how rumors could get out of hand and how much it hurts when he left.

Don't be a dick. Don't start rumors.

That was my first complete book. Wow... Tell me in the comments if you think I shoud continue this short stories thing. Each chapter will be a new stories if you didnt know. I know this story was way longer than any of the chapters in my main books (there about 600 words. This is currently 1100) Opion on this story?

THANKS!!!! <33

Katie ;3