Good noon, EST friends. Welcome to this week’s edition of Friday Fictioneers. I struggled with this one; I cannot lie. I did not want to go the obvious route, though I did have a nice little inspiring idea bouncing around in my head. Actually, I think this would have been one of those über rare occasions where I could have written two totally different stories! Maybe I will! Probably I won’t. 😛
Thanks always to Rochelle for keeping us ducks in a row week after week. And for this week, Rochelle chose a photo from Karuna, so thank you Karuna! Please, click on the blue frog to read other interpretations for this photo. Should you feel inspired yourself, click on Rochelle’s name to get the rules and regs.
Out Of My League
In her youth, she considered herself drab, no — ugly. She was all arms and legs with buck teeth. But was good at sports; her one saving grace, she figured. At one time they called her Olive Oyl so her self-opinion didn’t change, even though she got braces, which fixed the teeth, and she eventually filled out, even gaining some boobs! It didn’t matter, she thought she had gone from ugly to okay.
Imagine her surprise when, 35 years later, she was told, more than once: “I liked you but never dared to ask you out. You were out of my league!”