Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction

The following is a piece of writing submitted by Half-lit on October 30, 2008
"this was a grabbag but my server dropped the ball... Just trying to creat a feeling of nervousness as I am sure we all felt whn asking someone we liked out on a date"
the question
As though a leaf that is pressed between the pages of a scrap book; I find myself wrestles and wrought with tension and unease. I stand against my locker, wringing my hands together in a ball, over and over moving the blood from the veins making them pail.In a deep breath of nervousness; I pull myself strait, close my locker door, stand with a stammer of uncertainty, walk three (seemingly mile long) steps and ask; “Jamie, would you go to the prom with me?”
Filled with a deep feeling of relief and cautious nervousness at the same time; I am left waiting with bated breath as I study her face.
Blushing almost instantly and looking at me like a deer being caught in headlights, she cases the bustling student filled hall, looking to see if anyone heard me ask “the question”.