Friday Fictioneers – Big Dreams In A Small Town

(Author’s note: None. It’s March, I’m a month into my work at my school, and I am hard at work on stories. However, I will say that some of my fellow fictioneers may be contacted soon for permission to use their 100 word stories in my adults class on Fridays. Be prepared!)

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© Jennifer Pendergast

Big Dreams In A Small Town

by Miles H. Rost

“Have you thought about what you’re going to do?”
“When? After we graduate next week?”
“Yeah. Have you put any mind into your plans? Or maybe…even me?”

Mariko smiled at her boyfriend.

“Well, since winning state with the pop singers, I talked with the other two in our group. We could get a drummer and start working on an album.”

Her boyfriend looked aghast at her.

“Do you think we have time for that?”
“Big dreams and big wheels. That’s what I see. We got time for it.”

They looked up to the sky, hoping to see their fortune.

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Friday Fictioneers – Lonely Girls

(Author’s Note: Happy New Year a few days early! 2017 should yield a lot more from me, depending. Here’s today’s fictioneers!)

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©Shaktiki Sharma

Lonely Girls

by Miles H. Rost

Marina looked like a lost rich girl among the steel and neon of the area.

“So, what are you doing here?” a blonde waif asked
“I’m waiting for my boyfriend…”
“On Hooker Row? Likely story.”
“Wait, you think I work down here?”
“You’re here, right? Girls don’t come here to wait for boyfriends.”
“He said he’s coming from work. He’d be here in 10 minutes.”
“Where does he work?”
“He didn’t tell me where, but he seems important. He drives an expensive car.”

The waif laughed.

“Oh, you’re sweet. You’re going to be quite a catch. He’s a pimp, y’know.”

Marina’s face blanched.

Please…let that not be true…

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Friday Fictioneers – Clubbing

Author’s note – Trying my best to do more than just fictioneers stuff on here, but kinda stuck dealing with pre-grad studies “crunk”. Hope to be back in form next week.

© Sandra Crook

The Club At The End Of The Street

by Miles H. Rost

The bubble popped in Carlotta’s mouth.

“So, where are we going?”

“I found a little place. In fact, look down the street. See the man holding a cigar?”

“Yeah, I see him.”

“We’re gonna go clubbing tonight.”

She looked at her boyfriend and smiled. Finally, doing something she wanted to do. She hopped up and down as they walked down the small “street”. They finally reached the man with the cigar. He sneered.

“What’s the password?”

Club a baby seal for a better deal,” her boyfriend replied.

“Great! Have fun!”

Cigar man handed her boyfriend a hunk of wood.

“Whatcha gonna do with that?” she asked.

“I did say we’d go ‘clubbing’,” he said, as he bopped her over the head.