The Ring She Had on Her Finger
A story of a girl who had been working without any break since she turned 18. She was not a workaholic, but she was intended to work, to not pressurize her parents.
"Hey! Can we become more than friends?" he said catching me up from behind as I walk through the hallway, back to my locker.
"Oh! Boyfriend! Sorry, I wasn't knowing that." He said as he saw me looking down at the ring I had on my finger, fidgeting it and giving him a small smile.
"Hey! No! I'm not committed or something!" I said reluctantly correcting him, as he mistook me with the ring.
"Oh! So, is it a YES?" he asks with sparkles in his eyes.
"Sorry! But I don't want to get into these stuffs... at least right now!" I said, knowing it'll hurt him. "But don't you worry! We'll be good friends!" I told him to cheer him up. He passed me a weak smile and went to his locker, as I went to mine.
Sammie, a 23-year-old girl, currently doing her graduation at Ohio University with Computer Science major and Music as minor. She was well-known girl in her college for her great performance in academics and in co-curricular activities as well. She always used to be in teachers' sight. She had half-back length hair, average height, and a not-so-skinny physique with a friendly, helpful and kind nature always had a ring on her finger.
Having a friendly nature with everyone, she still had no 'best-friend' to share her daily life, though she was close to one friend Ally. She was from Los Angles, having a tall, skinny figure, she had shoulder length golden hair, and was so pretty. She would call her mother keep a check on her family living far away in India and would pay a visit to them once in a year or so.
What will happen when the secrets of the ring be spilled? What happened in her past? Why did she say no to the commitments?
