"It was a dark and stormy night..."
"Nooo," Mary Anne muttered and deftly scratched the phrase out with her pen. She bit the end of her pen thoughtfully trying to think of a great phrase to start her most recent story.
Suddenly, a loud clap of thunder sounded, making Mary Anne jump. The rain began to cascade down the windowpanes as jagged lightning lit up the night sky. Mary Anne pulled the wool blanket closer around her and turned on the lamp next to the couch. It was a really ferocious spring storm and gave the perfect ambience for writing her new mystery.
Mary Anne balanced her spiral notebook on her knees and began to write once more. The words really started flowing, faster than she could get them down on paper. A senior in high school, Mary Anne had really found a passion for writing from her AP English teacher, Mrs. Stockinger. Mrs. Stockinger ran a creative writing club and encouraged Mary Anne to join after reading one of her short stories. Ever since then, Mary Anne couldn't seem to put her pen down. She found that she really enjoyed writing her ideas out on paper before fleshing them out on the computer.
It was Saturday night and Mary Anne was alone in the house. Richard and Sharon were out at a movie and Dawn was babysitting until at least midnight. Logan had called and cancelled the date they had planned, so she decided to make the most of the night. At first, she was really upset with him. It seemed like he'd cancelled a lot of their recent dates or just ended up having plans of his own. But then, she realized she had interests of her own that had been put on the back burner. She decided to take advantage of the free evenings by taking more babysitting jobs, by spending time writing, or spending more time with her friends.
The phone suddenly rang, interrupting Mary Anne's writing flow.
She reached for the phone on the end table, "Hello?"
"Hi, Mary Anne," the voice on the other end said. Mary Anne tried to place the voice which sounded sort of familiar.
"It's Cokie," the voice continued.
"Cokie?!" Mary Anne thought in amazement. What in the world was Cokie Mason doing calling her?
"Mary Anne, I was wondering if you had Logan's cell phone number. We were supposed to go to a movie tonight and I couldn't remember if it was for the 8 or 10pm showing. Do you have it?"
Mary Anne found her hands shaking and her heart beating furiously. She tried to regain her composure as her thoughts swam around her head as if in a blender. Why in the world was Logan going to a movie with Cokie? Was it true? Or was Cokie just trying to get a rise out of Mary Anne? Was this some horrible joke or even a nightmare? Was this why Logan was breaking their recent dates? Was he seeing someone else? Cokie of all people?! Mary Anne felt sick. Physically sick. What should she say?!
"Nooo," Mary Anne muttered and deftly scratched the phrase out with her pen. She bit the end of her pen thoughtfully trying to think of a great phrase to start her most recent story.
Suddenly, a loud clap of thunder sounded, making Mary Anne jump. The rain began to cascade down the windowpanes as jagged lightning lit up the night sky. Mary Anne pulled the wool blanket closer around her and turned on the lamp next to the couch. It was a really ferocious spring storm and gave the perfect ambience for writing her new mystery.
Mary Anne balanced her spiral notebook on her knees and began to write once more. The words really started flowing, faster than she could get them down on paper. A senior in high school, Mary Anne had really found a passion for writing from her AP English teacher, Mrs. Stockinger. Mrs. Stockinger ran a creative writing club and encouraged Mary Anne to join after reading one of her short stories. Ever since then, Mary Anne couldn't seem to put her pen down. She found that she really enjoyed writing her ideas out on paper before fleshing them out on the computer.
It was Saturday night and Mary Anne was alone in the house. Richard and Sharon were out at a movie and Dawn was babysitting until at least midnight. Logan had called and cancelled the date they had planned, so she decided to make the most of the night. At first, she was really upset with him. It seemed like he'd cancelled a lot of their recent dates or just ended up having plans of his own. But then, she realized she had interests of her own that had been put on the back burner. She decided to take advantage of the free evenings by taking more babysitting jobs, by spending time writing, or spending more time with her friends.
The phone suddenly rang, interrupting Mary Anne's writing flow.
She reached for the phone on the end table, "Hello?"
"Hi, Mary Anne," the voice on the other end said. Mary Anne tried to place the voice which sounded sort of familiar.
"It's Cokie," the voice continued.
"Cokie?!" Mary Anne thought in amazement. What in the world was Cokie Mason doing calling her?
"Mary Anne, I was wondering if you had Logan's cell phone number. We were supposed to go to a movie tonight and I couldn't remember if it was for the 8 or 10pm showing. Do you have it?"
Mary Anne found her hands shaking and her heart beating furiously. She tried to regain her composure as her thoughts swam around her head as if in a blender. Why in the world was Logan going to a movie with Cokie? Was it true? Or was Cokie just trying to get a rise out of Mary Anne? Was this some horrible joke or even a nightmare? Was this why Logan was breaking their recent dates? Was he seeing someone else? Cokie of all people?! Mary Anne felt sick. Physically sick. What should she say?!
