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ESZTER MOLNAR: I Thought This Day Would Never Come

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She looks just as good as she did back in school. Slick. Smart.

I glance at my worn trainers as the bus lurches forward. She hasn’t seen me.

I can still hear her vicious words, feel her pulling my hair.

I tap on her shoulder. She turns around.

“Remember me?”

Eszter Molnar is a former teacher who lives by the windswept British seaside with her partner and two children. She has been published in one of the UK’s biggest subscription magazines for children. By day she cleans up after preschoolers; by night she writes picture books and Middle Grade fiction.

JR NIGHT: Miscommunication

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He couldn’t believe his luck when their math teacher assigned her a seat beside him.

Months into the semester, he still hasn’t braved one word.

One day, his phone dies. He taps her shoulder, gestures to use her phone as a calculator.

She misunderstands. She writes her number.

He melts.

J.R. Night is a recent graduate from the University of Maryland. He likes to write, draw, and exercise, all of which leave him breathless and annoyed.

GAIL WARBER: Register

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I recognized her immediately. Same eyes, but sadder; same hair, but grayer.

She’d dominated my yearbooks: cheerleader, homecoming queen, class favorite.

As she rang up my groceries, I suddenly wondered which was more unfortunate… Those who peaked in high school, or those of us who wasted our lives envying them.

Gail Warber is the winner of several writing contests including E.K.U.’s creative non-fiction competition. She lives in Appalachia with her four frisky corgis and three frisky grandchildren.

Wilted

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He gave her a wilted flower on February 15, just to see how she would react.

His friends thought it was hilarious.

She slapped him so hard she drew blood.

Ten years later, lying awake in bed, he realized he’d never met another girl who could make him really feel.

This story was based on the prompt “wilted” at TypeTrigger.