Chances

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A/N: This is my first one-shot which I wrote as a short story for my Creative Writing class. This story is sort of revised and I honestly think the one I wrote in school is better.

Anyway, I hope you'll like it.

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As I walked past the gates to my new school, I knew there is no turning back. My name is Maggie and I am a seventh grade student in a new high school. I don't know anyone yet and I have no friends. This is the first day of school and I feel queasy, nervous....and scared.

I sat at the back of my classroom and this has been the case until the end of the month. A little buzz has been starting up in the school about some club recruitment fair on the last week of this month.

"Join the Social Studies Club," a nerdy-looking boy who appeared to be a senior persuaded people.

A sophomore from another club approached freshmen saying, "Join the Dance Troupe."

A few more high school students milled about the school grounds recruiting newbies like me to their clubs. One girl told me, "Be part of the Gazette. We are the voice of people."

I smiled and thought, "Why not? I am a fan of writing anyways." But I was surprised when another girl, who looked very much like the Gazette girl, approached us. It turned out, she was the other girl's twin.

So I listed my name on one of the folders and a few weeks after that, I passed our screening and we had our first official meeting. "I would like to welcome our newest members," the editor-in-chief stated.

He was presiding the meeting while a teacher facilitated us. He introduced himself as Brian and that he is a senior and the club's president. The old members looked around the room for the unfamiliar faces and I felt shy.

Brian mentioned names of the new members, "Christine, and finally"--he smiled at me--"Maggie."

I didn't know what it was but after that little smile, I felt queasy, delighted, and as if I had butterflies in my stomach. The day ended soon leaving me happy and confused. Why did I feel that way because of his smile? Why can't I forget his smile?

But I didn't have to think deep.......I was falling for him.

A month after that, I suddenly saw him walking down the hall rapidly and he seemed very preoccupied about something. I approached him with a smile saying, "Hi!"

"Oh," he said, stopping for a moment and returning my smile, "hello."

When he began walking again, I decided to stop him. "Wait," I said. "I want to tell you something."

Brian slowly looked at me and I felt my cheeks heat up and I can imagine them turning crimson. "I want to tell you something too," he told me.

My heart stopped.

After taking a deep breath or sighing, Brian slowly said, "I like you, Maggie."

Ahhhhhh!!!! Oh my gosh! Did he just-? I think he did. He said he likes me!

That's how I felt deep inside but outside, I wore an expressionless face. I was speechless, dumbfounded, astonished. "Brian, I-"

"I'm sorry if I said anything," Brian quickly said before walking off.

I think I offended him with my lack of expression. Oh no, what if I did? I messed it up! I had to fix this. I followed Brian down the hall and caught up with him. He seemed surprised when he saw me but I didn't care. "I feel the same," I softly told him. After smiling, I walked off.

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