Well, helloooo, Friday Fictioneers….you may remember me. Yikes, where has the time and best intentions gone? Anyway, many thanks to Rochelle and also to Dale for this intriguing photo. Glad to be back.
Orange Aid
“Did you see her?”
“Who?”
“Kelly Amberle.”
“The crush.”
Billy moans. “I’m dressed like an orange.”
“Maybe she didn’t see you.”
“She saw me, turned her head and giggled with Megan.”
“That’s not bad.”
“The eyeroll was.”
“You’re the star quarterback.”
“Doesn’t off-set looking like an orange.”
I lean back against the soda machine. “Dude, if she doesn’t see you for all that you are, does she deserve you?”
He blinks. “Are you kidding? She’s Kelly Amberle—”
“Who’s peaked in high school. Date me.”
“Seriously?”
I shrug.
“Okay.”
“Love your enthusiasm.”
He blushes. “You’ve always been my first choice.”
end
Welcome back, Sascha. I’m not sure I entirely believe him
Thank you, Neil! 🙂
I guess time will tell. I don’t know if I will.
Dear Sascha,
It takes guts to dress like a big orange. 😉 Hopefully she’ll see him for who he is. Cute story and good to see you back in the FFFold.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Dear Sascha,
It takes guts to dress like a big orange. I hope his lady sees past his orange exterior. Cute story. Welcome back to the FFFold.
Shalom,
Rochelle
PS this is take 2. My first comment seems to have disappeared. Hope this one works.
I agree. A person should always be willing to look under the layers (or peel). Thanks, Rochelle, I’m hoping to get back into writing practice! 💖