Creative Writing Short Stories/Prompts - Kayla Weber (top inspirational books txt) 📗

4:30.” I pull out my markers and poster paper.

“Whatcha working on?” She comes over and plops herself down beside me.

“I want to ask Jewel to prom,” I say, bashfully.

“Aww. That’s so nice. Well, I’ll leave you alone so you can get to work on a beautiful poster. I hope she says yes.” Mom smiles and leaves me alone to work.

My brilliant idea is to write It would be sweet if you would be mine. Prom? I’m going to tape some Sweet Tarts and little boxes of the conversation hearts to the poster because they are her favorite candies. I’m so busy working on the poster so it can be perfect that I don’t even comprehend who my mom is talking to and telling them that I’m in my room.

“Knock knock.” Jewel sticks her head in the crack of my open door. I scramble to hide everything before she knows what I’m working on. “Can I come in?”

“Yeah,” I reply, “Just let me finish putting this away and get my homework out.” I quickly put away the rest of my belongings and grab my bag. “Okay, come on in.” I sit on my bed and she comes and sits beside me.

“What were you working on?” she inquires with a sparkle in her eyes.

“Absolutely nothing of importance,” I state, breathless from moving so quickly.

“If it was nothing, you would have let me see it, and you wouldn’t have moved so fast to hide everything,” she remarks smugly.

“Okay, fine. It was something, but it’s not done yet…. And you aren’t allowed to see it because I don’t want the surprise to be ruined.” I cross my arms and glare at her.

“Oh come on! You can tell me anything. I tell you everything.” This is very true, which is why I can’t tell her about my poster. Well, that and the fact that I’m way not ready to ask her to prom yet.

“Maybe later. Now, let’s work on homework. Supper will be ready soon so we need to get a lot done before you go home.” I pull out the Chemistry homework. The time flies by as I try to explain quantum mechanics to her. Mom knocks on the door just as we are finishing up.

“Supper is ready. Hope you got a lot done.” We head out to the dining room as my mom sets the food on the table.

“This smells delicious Emily.” Jewel delicately sits in a chair and I push it in for her, like I always do because my mom taught me manners. My father does the same thing for my mom. We eat pretty much in silence until my mom asks me a question.

“Did you get your poster finished before Jewel got here Josh?”

“What poster?” My dad asks, looking at me. “Is it a school project? I thought you were only working on homework when Jewel came.”

“No dear. He was working on a poster to ask…” I glare at my mom, praying that she doesn’t say anything more about it. “...someone to something.” Mom winks at me. I shake my head and stare down at my plate.

“Ooh. Who are you asking? What are you asking?” Jewel sits straight up and fixes her hair. The day I’ve dreamed of is finally here. She has finally fixed her hair and straightened up for me. I’m not taking advantage of it though because I shoot her down.

“Nobody. It was for a friend.” I lie.

“You’re a bad liar Josh,” Jewel teases, poking me in the sides. I see my mom smiling and tap Jewel’s hands away. My mom thinks it’s just the cutest thing ever. I can tell by the sparkle in her eye. My dad, however, is eyeing me with suspicion. I think he’s onto me. We finish up supper and I start to head back to my room, but my mom stops me.

“Can you help me clear the table Josh?” Mom asks. Jewel is already picking things up. I nod and help Jewel and my mom carry things into the kitchen. Jewel heads back into the dining room to grab more dishes when my mom stops her. “It’s okay. Josh and I can clean up the rest. Why don’t you go wait for him in his room. It shouldn’t take more than a minute.” Jewel nods and goes to my room. Totally forgetting that my poster is in there and she saw me put it up, I shrug and grab more dishes. We finish up and I remember that I got Jewel a Valentine’s Day gift.

“Mom, I need you to get Jewel out here and entertain her. I have something to give her.” My mom raises her eyebrows questioningly. I shake my head no. “It’s a Valentine’s Day gift. It’s in my room and I don’t want her to see it when I grab it.”

“Okay sweetie.” She goes into my room and Jewel bounds out after her. She grins at me and my heart drops. What if she looked at it? What if she saw the poster? I smile back and run to my room. The poster is where I felt it, seemingly untouched. I grab the gift and scamper into the living room.

“Here,” I shake as I hand her the gift. It’s a teddy bear and a heart-shaped box of chocolates.

“Thank you!” she takes my gift and pulls out a wrapped gift of her own. “I wasn’t sure what you like so I just got you this.” She hands it to me and I unwrap it. It’s a drawing book. I love to draw so this is perfect. “I always see you scribbling on your homework so I figured that you might want somewhere to keep all of your creations.” She smiles and hugs the teddy bear.

“Well, this is cute. Are you two done with your homework?” My dad breaks the silence. I shake my head and absentmindedly flip through my new drawing book.

“Will you be here all night Jewel?” Mom inquires.

“I don’t know. We have a lot of homework, but I’ll have to ask my mom.” She pulls out her phone and calls her mom. “Hey mom, can I stay at Josh’s house tonight? We have a lot of homework to do yet.” She pauses as her mom responds. “Yes mom, I’ll be good. I promise.” She pauses again. “Okay mom. I’ll miss you too. Bye.” She gets off the phone and nods. “Mom said I can stay.”

“Okay. Just don’t stay up too late. You have school tomorrow. Do you have clothes for tomorrow?” Mom asks.

“Yeah. I have an extra pair in my car for emergencies. I’ll go grab them.” She runs out to her car.

“Be good Josh. No doing things you aren’t supposed to.” Dad winks at me and Mom smiles.

“Only you two would think I would ever do such a thing.” I laugh and Jewel returns with clothes.

“Thanks so much for letting me stay. Let’s go work on homework.” We head back to my room and start on our history assignment.

We work early into the next morning. I wake up to my alarm going off at 6:00 a.m. I don’t remember falling asleep, especially with Jewel laying on me. I turn the alarm off and look down. She is curled up on the bed beside me with her head on my chest and her arm curled around my midsection. I smile because this is about as close as I’m going to ever get to her, and she would never fall asleep in bed with me on purpose. I attempt to quietly slip out from under her to go shower. She stirs a little bit, but I make it out okay. I look back down at her when I stand up. Her hair is all over and stuck in her mouth. Her clothes are rumpled and her shirt is riding up a little bit. I pull it down and cover her up with my blanket. I grab some clothes and head to the bathroom.

I finish showering and get dressed. I look in the mirror and think that I look too much like Ethan, so I take my shirt off and walk back to my room. Forgetting that Jewel is in there, I walk right in on her changing.

“I’m so sorry,” I say backing out and shutting the door. My face is bright red as I stand outside my door holding my shirt, waiting for Jewel to finish. She comes out a minute later and slips past me and heads into the bathroom. I walk back into my room and find a different shirt to wear. Jewel walks back in, takes one look at me, and shakes her head.

“No. You need to wear a different shirt with those jeans. They’re too light colored to go with that shirt.” She start rummaging through my shirts and pulls out the one I just put back. “Try this one. It will look better.” I shake my head and start to protest, but she’s already trying to take my shirt off me and put the other one on me like she’s my mom. I laugh and struggle away from her. I effortlessly slip my shirt off and hold my hand out for the other one, keenly aware that I am shirtless and Jewel is now staring at me, dumbfounded. “You have abs!” she exclaims, slowly handing me my shirt.

“Yeah, and you have legs,” I snatch the shirt up and slip it on. “Quit looking at me like that please. You’re making me feel like an alien that you’re dissecting.” I shuffle out the door and downstairs for breakfast. About a minute minute later, I realize that Jewel hasn’t followed me down. I bound back up the stairs. I tiptoe to my room and peek inside. I don’t see Jewel so I tiptoe in and look around. My closet door isn’t standing open like I left it. I slip over to it and slowly open it, a little scared that something might jump out at me. Nothing jumps out at me, but someone is in my closet. Jewel is sitting on the floor with my poster in her hands. She looks up at me questioningly.

“Who is this for?” She holds up with poster like it’s a prize.

“Uhhh, you….” I can feel my face turning bright red and I look away from her intense gaze. She jumps up and squashes me in a gigantic hug. I awkwardly pat her back and she releases me. I look at her, hope shining in my eyes and fear building up in my heart. “So will you… go to prom with me?”

“Absolutely! This is amazing! AND, these are my favorite candies. You’re the best friend I’ve ever had!”

“Yeah, the best friend,” I whisper as she bounces out of my room and downstairs. “The best friend,” I whisper again as I make my way downstairs as well. That might be all I am to her, but at least it’s something, and at least she said yes.

Daily Prompt #5 (Love Story)

The biggest, brightest rainbows are nothing compared to the radiant smile on her beautiful face, her long and golden hair, and gorgeous blue eyes. I stare dreamily at her while she laughs and goofs around with her friends on the nice autumn day; the leaves blow softly