Hope, A Short Story

Hello! Today I figured I'd share a short story with you guys that I wrote a little bit ago! The picture below is a drawing (not by me) of what I imagined Hope, the main character would look like. Anyways, hope you guys enjoy!

I walk down the hall studying the faces of all the students. It’s fun people watching, especially in school. You can always see how much alike everyone is. All the girls and boys come from perfect molds in the factories, and grow up to be just like their mommies and daddies. But not me; at least that’s what I like to think. Sometimes I feel like I have to be different. Even if people aren’t actually the same in looks, or height, or weight, or whatever, in the end really everyone is the same. We all have insecurities, and we all want to be like one another. That’s why I’m different I suppose. Because I don’t want to be like everyone else. I don’t want to come from the perfect factory mold. I want to be me.

“Hope, wait up!” I hear a voice from behind me and turn to see Cole.

“Hey,” I say, smiling. Cole is one of the only people in this school besides myself that isn’t afraid to be himself. I’m not afraid to be me, and neither is he.

“You look nice today,” He compliments and I nudge him. I didn’t really spend time putting together my outfit so I was happy that it looked alright. I had put on a pair of black, ripped skinny jeans, black doc martins, and a nirvana t-shirt.

“Thanks babe,” I reply winking. And just for clarification, Cole and I are not a ‘thing’, I just call almost everyone babe, mostly my friends.

“Nothing to say about me?” He asks, gesturing to his outfit and hair.

“You look awful,” I say and chuckle. He smacks my shoulder but I know he’s joking and he knows I’m joking so we’re good.

“Why thank you,” He says rolling his eyes.

“You got it!” I exclaim as we round the corner into the language hallway.

“So, what’s up with you and Liam?” He asks and I blush a little.

“I don’t understand the question,” Is the first thing that comes to my mind so that’s what I say.

“Oh shut up, of course you do.” He says. I shake my head and look at the ground.

“There’s nothing going on between us.”

“Oh please!” He exclaims and I elbow him gently.

“Cole, nothing. Absolutely nothing,” I say as we round the corner.

“Fine, fine. I’ll leave it, but everyone knows you like him.”

“Yeah, that’s the problem. He doesn’t like me back.”

“Well, then don’t waste your time,” He says before entering his next class. I keep walking and head towards the science room.

Hope, image courtesy of SkyHDWallpaper

Science is honestly my least favorite, but I have it with Liam. Sometimes, that’s a plus and others it’s awkward. Well, I’m awkward. I walk in and immediately see him but take a seat at my assigned table and look at the floor. Sometimes we talk, but that’s usually when it’s the worst because I get so nervous. It’s stupid and I should stop but every time he looks at me my breath gets caught in my throat and I feel like drowning in my own thoughts. The bell rings and everyone stops talking then takes their seats.

“Class, today we’ll be working in partners on a lab. Please choose someone you will work well with,” the teacher says and I look at Liam and our eyes meet. I quickly look away, blush creeping onto my cheeks.

“Hey, Hope,” he says as he approaches me. I try to smile and nod at him.

“Hi,” I barely choke out, knowing I probably sound like a dying mouse.

“Would you like to be partners?” He asks and I look at him with my eyes wide.

“Uh, sure,” I reply.

He takes a seat next to me and I open my science textbook. We work on the project and talk like we’ve known each other forever until the bell rings and we pack up. He waves with a small smile as I exit the classroom and I can’t help but smile as I walk toward my next class. Cole taps my shoulder and I smile at him but don’t say anything.

“What’s up with you?” He asks while laughing and I look away.

“Nothing, I just talked with Liam,” I reply.

“Oh, how’d that go?” He smiles.

“Good, I guess.”

“Well, I got to go but good luck with him,” He says before walking into his next class and leaving me to walk alone. I still smile though as I think about Liam and science class.

“Hope, wait up!” I hear a voice say and turn around. I see Liam walking toward me quickly and my smile widens.

“Hey, what’s up?” I ask, a bit confused since we just talked a few minutes ago.

“I should’ve asked you earlier but didn’t have the courage. I realized that was stupid, and I was uh— wondering if you wanted to go to the dance with me?” He asks and my cheeks grow red.

“I’d love to.”

What did you think? I hope you liked it, and I'll be back soon with another post. If you like writing here is a great website for writing prompts to help get your story started. See you guys soon in my next post!
~Ariel

Short Story... Sorry, It's Not a DIY

Hello everyone! It's Ariel, and I'm struggling with the time to do another DIY, so I decided I would share a story I've been working on. I know I'm not sticking to my topic of a simple DIY project with this post, but I figured rather than rush to do a sloppy project, I would share something else with you guys! So, I wrote this story in creative writing, and since I'm sharing it with you guys, I'd love some feedback! :)

          “Lena Hansen, please come to the front office.” I hear my name called over the intercom and cringe. Oh great, what happened this time? I don’t remember doing anything bad in the last few days… I sigh and grab my books before standing up and awkwardly stumbling out of the classroom. I can feel everyone’s eyes follow me out of the room and I feel my cheeks heat up with anger and nervousness. I walk down the hallway toward the front of the building. I don’t see either of my parents, or anyone I should be concerned about. I slowly step toward the office desk, where a lady is sitting behind it.

Drawn by me!

         “How may I help you?” She asks in a slightly annoyed tone.

         “I was called to the office. I’m Lena.” I say, sighing a little.

         “Oh yes, you’ve been checked out for a last minute doctor’s appointment.” She says, handing me a checkout slip.

         “What?” I ask, my eyebrows furrowed.

         “Your father called, he’s waiting outside.” She replies as if it’s obvious. I nod and turn away, then grab my backpack and strut out. 

         “My dad is at work… Why would he be taking me to the doctor’s?” I whisper to myself shaking my head. I push open the doors and walk to the parking lot. An old, beat up truck with blue chipping paint is parked on the curb across the street from the school. I smile as soon as I see the driver and walk towards the vehicle a little faster. I eventually break out into full speed running and finally reach the truck.

         “Hey, darlin’.” The driver says in his thick southern accent and I open the door as fast as possible. I jump in and wrap my arms around him, embracing his presence. The smell of his cologne fills my nose and I smile, sighing.

         “Corbin. What are you doing here?” I whisper into his ear, and I can tell he’s smiling.

         “I thought I’d stop by for a visit.” He says and I pull back. We both stare at each other smiling.

         “Well this ought to be a heck of a day! I can’t believe you’re here!” I continue to smile as I shut the passenger side door and buckle my seatbelt.

He pulls away from the curb and slowly starts to roll down the road before he steps on the gas. The car zooms down the street, and I can’t help but smile like a stupid fool.

         “How’d you get here?” I ask after a few minutes of silence.

         “I drove.” He says simply like it’s no big deal.

         “Oh my God, Corbin! You drove here all the way for me?” I ask my cheeks turning pink.

         “Anything for my little sis!” He says, looking at me smiling. We stay looking at each other for a while, still driving down the road, both too distracted by each other’s presence. I finally turn my head back to the road but am horrified by what I see.

         “Corbin!” I shout, and he turns his head, but a second too late. A car in the opposite lane crashes into our vehicle, sending me flying backwards in the blink of an eye. My seat belt comes unbuckled and my body is slammed into the backseat. The truck rattles and my vision blurs. I look around slowly, seeing that my leg has been crushed under the weight of the back left door, along with Corbin’s seat… Corbin!

         “Corbin! No! Corbin!” I shriek, hot tears rolling down my cheeks. I struggle to pull myself out from under the rubble, but don’t get very far. Panic takes over my body and I shake uncontrollably. The edges of my vision slowly fade black and a numbness floods my body. I inhale a shaky breath and slowly close my eyes, falling into a deep sleep. 

         Bright lights shine into my barely opened eyes. I blink a little until my vision becomes less blurry. My eyes focus on a white ceiling. I sit up a little and take in my surroundings. I am in a completely white room, the and there are very few pieces of furniture. Across from me is a closed door, to my left a grey plastic table, and to my right a heart monitor and IV stand.

Well, that's it for my short story! I really hope you enjoyed and I apologize for this not being a DIY project, but I'll be back with a new, and fun project for you guys next week! If you'd still like to try out a DIY project you can check out StudioDIY! Thank you so much for reading, and please leave any feedback! This story also does not have a title so feel free to suggest any ideas! Also, please check out my poll and vote for which project you'd like to see next!

~Ariel