Writing 101: Death to Adverbs: Sept 23: Blood on the page

(Okay, this day required a death to all adverbs, I have to admit they are my weakness. Instead of writing a new piece and going somewhere to observe strangers, I decided to attack an old piece and edit. Hope you like how it came out, I think I need to develop the story further for this protagonist.)

Flipping her bangs to cover her face, she rushed to her favorite spot at the back of the classroom by the window. Banging her backpack onto the chair in front of her, so no one would sit nearby. This girl loved her solitude, and being buried in her cyber world was more than a past time, it was a necessity.

Head down, eyes half-shut, she opened up her bag and retrieved her pen and spiral notebook. She didn’t make the mistake of leaving her spiral behind anywhere. Oh sure, she bore a spiral with her name on it like anyone else in class, but that was the decoy. That was kept up to date merely to amuse her teacher and maintain her common passing average.

With the strength that whispered in her soul, she clicked the pen and began to make the page bleed. Her drawings, her poems, her secrets spilled out of her onto the page. This spiral was no forgery, it was her, she was the paper and ink. Although more tattered and worn, it was more valuable to her than any diamond ring or stolen kiss.

On the page no one judged her, no one scorned her, no one made her cry. If she shed a torment of tears, she did so in the privacy of her spiral. No lock was needed on this treasure, because no one knew its worth.

Cindy glanced at the boy at the head of the row, and smirked. He was an ass, but adorable nonetheless. Good thing he was transferring to another school, their paths would never cross again. She would not be a “star-crossed” lover in a melodramatic play. She would be W-O-M-A-N. No longer the shy, overlooked child with a hesitant smile and blushing face.

This year is her year. She wrote, and never looked up as he stared at her one last time.

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