2657 words

So I'm planning on getting over 3000 words before bed tonight, but bed needs to come soon. I'm pretty sleepy. Here's a little of something I just wrote. I'm still trying to figure out plot, but I'm getting the character development going.


Sarah just yelled,” Come in,” when she heard the knock at the door. If it wasn't unlocked then Gina had a copy of the key.

“Seriously? You can't come open the door for me?” Gina yelled. The door opened and Sarah heard the clanking of heels on the tile floor. “Stop leaving your door unlocked. Haven't you heard about all the bad in the world?”

“I lock it at night,” she said. Sarah moved a pillow from the other side of the couch and Gina sat down. “Wow, you're extremely dressed up.”

“And you need to change,” Gina said. “I said we're going out, not we're going to a movie or to your mom's. I've been with you when you've bought better clothes.”

“What's wrong with this?” Sarah said. She got up from the couch and spun around. Her t-shirt laid flat over her flowing black and white skirt.

“Should I start from pony tail and move down to the blue flip flops, or should I just jump right into the old white shirt from school?” Gina asked. “You can't seriously be thinking about going on a date like that.”

“Sweetie, remember, I'm not going on a date,” Sarah said. “I'm going to allow you to go on a date.”

“Can we at least change the top and the hair? I can deal with the rest of this.” Gina flicked the bottom of the skirt.

“You know Whitney bought this for me two birthday's ago, right? That must mean it has the seal of approval.”

“The skirts fine, but please,” she said getting up, “come with me to change that top and fix your hair.”

“This is why you came early, isn't it,” Sarah said while following Gina into the bedroom.

“I knew you wouldn't take this seriously. He likes you, and I remember what happened the last time a guy liked you. Poor Harper.” Sarah started perusing the closet.

Harper had asked Sarah out to dinner and a movie about six months before. Since she didn't have work or a night out with the girls or dinner with mom and dad to get out of it, she had said yes.

They met at a party hosted by one of Whitney's boyfriends. Already Sarah was unsure about him. But as he talked she realized he had a great relationship with his family and had graduated from a local university in computer engineering. Both check marks on the list for him.

He came to pick her up at home which Sarah wasn't fond of because she liked to have a way out if the night wasn't going well. Sarah was wearing a conversational t-shirt and and jeans that were beginning to fray at the bottom. Plus a nice pair of black flip flops, not her usual three dollar pair.

The movie was first. Harper wanted Sarah to choose, but her indecisive nature was on overdrive. He bought two tickets to Transformers 2. She was okay with watching Shia LaBeouf for awhile. This seemed like a great start to the date. Awhile into the movie she caught herself crying when it looked like LaBeouf might die.

She wasn't pleased to show this much emotion. When the dinner part of the movie happened she clammed up and Harper couldn't get any information out of her. When Gina and Whitney cornered her after the date she claimed that she felt awkward in what she was wearing for the place he chose to go for dinner.

“How about this red one?” Gina asked after going back through the closet a second time. “You've got some great red heels to go with it.”

“I'd rather wear the black flats.” Sarah sat down on her bed. She kicked off the flip flops and partially moved her feet back and forth.

“Wear the heels. Seriously. We'll be out a few hours. I promise your feet will survive the night. Where the flats to work tomorrow.”