Story #4

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.