I seem to be in some kind of rut because I can't think of any ideas for either of my stories. Since both of them are in school settings, I thought this would be a good idea to get some ideas in my head. Info:
-As the summary said, any character or group of characters. Pairings are ok, just know that I can't write smut.
-Any grade from Pre-K to their senior year in high school.
-Your request will probably be around 100 to 2000 words. I make it a two-shot if I like it enough.
-It doesn't have to be in a school setting. As long as they're school-aged, you should be fine.
-I'll also accept prompts.
Welp. You probably should read my work before you request. Hope you like it.
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NorFem!Den. Grade 7. Genre: Drama? Words: 326
Lukas leans his head against the hard concert of the steps leading to his school. He pulls his knees up to his chest. He wants to stay in an emotionless state. He wants his mind completely cleared, free of any thought. That way he can't think about it.
That afternoon before dismissal, Lukas' bouncy friend Adelina appeared at his desk with her iPhone in her hand. She looked like she was hiding a smile. She was devious like that.
"Oh Lukey, did you see what Maike posted on Instagram?" She said in a sing-songy voice, waving her phone in his face. Lukas merely blinked.
"I couldn't have seen what she posted. I don't have any account." Luke replied. He didn't like taking pictures of himself and he didn't like people looking at him. "And don't call me that."
"Well..." Adelina smirked. "I think you'd be quite interested in this. She looked down at her phone for a moment and swiped at it a couple times. Then she handed it to Lukas.
It was a picture of Maike and this blond kid. She had her arm around him and was flashing a big grin. He had a frustrated expression on his face, furrowed eyebrows and everything.
What. What...what is wrong with him? How can he be in Maike's present and not feel at least a little bit more happier? And more importantly who was he? "He's Berwald from 7C." Adelina stated. "In case you were wondering."
Lukas' eyes turned into slits. "I guess you were."
She grabbed her phone from him. "I'll leave you to reflect." And with that she walked back to her desk.
That's what's been bothering him. A stupid Danish girl took a stupid picture with a stupid Swede.
He hates her. He hates her big deep blue eyes. He hates her silly personality. He hates her power to make everyone around her feel happy. He hates her for making him feel like this.
