The Writer Wednesday Blog Hop is a weekly challenge to compose a piece of flash fiction in 500 words or less.
Every Wednesday there is one picture and five random words, all of which are to be used in the story, and the deadline is the following Tuesday.
This weeks picture:
This weeks words: Satellite, buoy, check, lawyer, rescue
This weeks story:
Standing in line with the others, my nerves began to build as I shuffled closer to the front. The building before us loomed over our heads, and the lions standing guard either side of the gate seemed to be daring us to enter. It had been a long and drawn out process leading up to this moment, and I certainly wasn’t going to be put off now.
Lise stood in front of me, barely able to hold in her excitement. She had been bouncing on her feet for the last twenty minutes, ever since we came into sight of the main doors, and I honestly wondered if she were going to just make a break for the front of the line. Far from being annoying though, I found her enthusiasm kept me buoyed up during the long wait.
Moving forward again I began to get glimpses of what lay beyond the open doors. All I could see at the moment were just more people, with no sign at all of the check-in desk. My excitement was beginning to wane a little, and I could see Lise was too as she turned around to face me.
‘Right, you wait here with my bag,’ she said, ‘I’m going to take a look.’
Before I could stop her she was off, walking straight past all those who’d waited patiently in front of us, her pink bobble hat like a satellite moving through the crowd. She got just in front of the doors before getting a good look and turning back. Some people had started to grumble about her rudeness but she wasn’t bothered.
‘Alright, calm down,’ she was saying, ‘no need to call your lawyers, I’m going back to my place.’ She was smiling sweetly as she headed back, fluttering her eyelids at a couple of guys too, I noticed. She knew how to make friends that one.
I hadn’t even the nerve to say hello, let alone be so bold. A lot of these students had parents that had paid a lot of money for them to get into this school, and we’d heard there was even some royalty attending too. Lise and I had gone through the painful process of applying to be one of the 100 students accepted on our merits, and the differences between us were vast. But I for one was determined to make it work. We didn’t have daddy to come and rescue us if we failed, so we had to give it all we had.
‘Not long now,’ said Lise, smiling. ‘We’re moving pretty quickly. Nervous?’
I nodded, a grin spreading out across my face. I noticed one of the boys up in front staring at me, and then returning my smile. I almost fell over at the attention.
You never know, I thought to myself, I may even bag myself a prince before I leave. The thought kept me company all the way to the desk.
Word count: 491