So this week, as well as working on my novel, I've been writing a second person short story that I might actually begin to develop into a novel for Wattpad! I'm yet to come up with a name for it, so some help is appreciated! Here's a few snippets:
It’s quiet in the hallway. Too quiet. You know it as soon as your clodhopper Clarke sandals thrum against the pavement, loud and ringing in your ears. All the other girls are outside. They’ll be on their laptops, sighing over One Direction and watching Pretty Little Liars on Netflix Premium. Either that, or they’ll be flicking through their choir songbook munching on cheese spread sandwiches cut into tiny triangles.
There’s not a lot to say about the girls at your school. They’re either ditzy and dumb and waiting for their modelling contracts to start with Burberry and Chanel (their bleach blonde hair and overtly orange tans give away everything), or studying away at their school textbooks and singing proudly in the school choir, volunteering for everything that comes up, and applying to be school captain. Unfortunately, none of them will ever get there; they’re too dorky and socially inept for anyone to want them to be anything more than the head of maths club.
And this one, with one of my favourite lines in the entire thing:
“Trisha?” The principal sticks his bald head out of the doorway, eyes the colour of mud searching for you. You stand up, spitting your gum into the closest bin to him, and give yourself a satisfied grin as he subconsciously wipes off his pants, wincing at the bright pink spittle on his hands. It reminds you of the lurid soap they provide in public toilets.
It probably isn't my best work yet, but hey, I'm happy with it! What do you guys think? Leave your feedback in the comments below!
P.S: I won't be posting for the rest of this week, as I have my school camp! Sorry about that, but have a fun week, y'all! And I'll see you soon!