The prompt this week is totally different to any I’ve seen at Write Anything for Fiction Friday before. This week, it’s these Story Starter Die. apparently they’re going to start using them regularly. I’m quite excited about that idea. But today, today we have… A bee, A flower and lightning.
Unedited (as the rules of Fiction Friday go) this is what I got from these:
Amy finished the last sausage roll and lay back enjoying the heat of the early summer sun on her skin. This was the life. Well it would be if it wasn’t for…
‘So as I was saying then Tom and Gary…’ she didn’t listen to the rest, just made the odd noise here and there. They weren’t here to sunbathe, or to talk about what stupid stunt Jon’s stupid mates had got up to that weekend. Or rather, who they’d got up to that weekend!
A bee flew closer to Amy’s ear than she felt comfortable with. She sat up abruptly and flicked her hand towards it, totally missing it, but causing it to fly away from them.
Jasper jumped up from the checked picnic blanket, knocking over the plastic wine glass Jon had just put down.
Amy looked away and tutted under her breath. She knew this was a bad idea.
‘Jasp, come here. Here boy.’ She stood up without saying a word or looking at Jon and ran after the dog. ‘Jasper. JASPER.’ He’d eaten a bee once the summer before and had been in agony with it – she didn’t want a repeat of that.
What she had wanted though, was for Jon to care. To care about her, or the dog. Just anyone other than himself. She knew that was a bit harsh, and that he did care about them both, but in the last minute he’d not shown it by swearing in front of her (which he knew she hated) and letting her go after the dog alone.
Jasper ignored Amy and chased after the bee into the large flower bed in the middle of the park. The flower bed full of flowers and therefore more bees.
Before Amy could jump into the flowers she saw a flash from the corner of her eyes. If it hadn’t been such a brigth sunny day she would have thought it was lightening. The flash caught her off guard and she turned, stumbling and falling over her own foot. As she gell she saw some kids with a huge silver kite, the sun reflecting over it.
‘Damn,’ she said moving over to sit on her bum. She’d scratched her knee. At least something good came of it though, Jasp heard her fall and came to rescue her – forgetting completely about the bee. Before she had time to get to her feet, Jon appeared in front of her.
‘Amy, are you ok?’ She looked up into his crystal clear blue eyes and knew the answer. Yes, she was going to be fine, because really and truly, she didn’t want him to care. Now he was showing he did, it was too little too late. She stood up ignoring his hand and walked out the park with Jasper at her heal, not turning back once.
I made a huge error in writing this. As Amy got to the flower bed, I got stuck. I didn’t know how I was going to get the lightning in – without it being predictable and the weather going bad. So, instead of fighting through, I stopped. Picking it back up today has been really hard – but at least I didn’t add a sudden storm in the perfect day!
Please let me know what you think – but remember it’s unedited.
Have a good weekend. I’ll be moving this weekend, so see you on the other side!