STORY
#4
Title
of my Story: Embarrassing Secret
Genre:
Logline:
Jane’s friends were hiding something from her.
My
Story:
Since Jane had just arrived at school,
almost everyone whom she knew had been giving her a smile. It was not a normal
smile you show in replace of a “hi” but it was more of a teasing smile. It was
like they knew something that she should’ve known. Or was it something
embarrassing about her? Jane’s face froze in horror. Has someone been talking
behind her back? Or was it just her imagination?
Jane rushed to the toilet, dismissing her
friends’ suspicious smiles on the way, to check her appearance in case if
something was on her face. She checked on the mirror from her head to toe but
there was nothing out of place.
Suddenly, the door opened and her friends,
Sam and Anne, stepped in. They were walking side by side, their gazes fixated
on a piece of paper which was in Sam’s hand. When they realized Jane was there,
they stared at Jane for a second before they smiled that suspicious smile. Upon
seeing that, Jane frowned and she decided to ask them if she knew why.
“Did I miss something?” Jane asked,
choosing her words carefully.
“Nope, nothing you need to know, Jane,”
answered Anne a bit too quickly. They then glanced at the paper once more time
and giggled.
“What’s
on the paper?”
Sam jammed the paper in her bag and smiled.
“Nothing.”
Jane narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “Then
may I see it?”
They darted their eyes to everywhere except
for Jane’s eyes and stuttered out a lame excuse. “We should get to class now.
We’re late.”
Now Jane was sure that paper had something
to do with people’s suspicious smiles.
The three walked out; Sam and Anne side by
side with Jane tailing closely behind them. Taking the chance, Jane discreetly
tried to slip her hand into Sam’s bag to snatch the paper. It was difficult,
since Sam guarded it closely. Growing frustrated by every minute, Jane grabbed
Sam’s bag roughly. She did not care about manners since they’re close anyway.
“Are you trying to rob me?!” Sam pulled her
bag closer towards her but Jane persisted.
“Give me that paper!”
“Jane, there’s nothing on that paper! It
was just Sam’s math test!” Anne explained.
Jane reluctantly let go of the bag, her
suspicious stare still not leaving. “Then why can’t I see it?”
Sam hugged the bag protectively. “Because I
got a really bad score.”
“She’s embarrassed of it. She didn’t want
anyone to see it,” elaborated Anne.
Sam rummaged her bag and pulled out a piece
of crumpled paper.
Jane took the paper and inspected it
closely. She sighed in defeat and returned the paper.
“Sorry about that. I thought you were
sharing something embarrassing about me to people,” admitted Jane with a
relieved smile.
“Oh, it’s cool.”
“I’ll head first to class then. Bye!”
Once Jane left, the two snickered and
pulled out the paper. It was a piece of cheesy poem written by Jane a year ago.
“I feel bad lying to her,” admitted Anne.