SAD Day 2: "Reunion"

[The Story A Day Project rolls on with Day 2's prompt, Other People's Memories. This story is called "Reunion"]

Julie's expensive shoes tapped on the hardwood floor. "Remember how we used to hand out the answer key? Everybody cheated in that class! We were so bad!" Forever the bitchy alpha.

That's not how Sara remembered it. She wasn't as included as they thought she was. Or as she thought.

Another Failed Project, Part One

[StoryADay.Org is Yet Another Project I Am Probably Going To Bail On Within The First Week, an effort to write a story every day based on a provided prompt. Bestselling author Gretchen Rubin bats leadoff with an assortment of William Blake's proverbs, from which I have selected "You never know what is enough, until you know what is more than enough." This story is called "In Line"]

She felt the eyes boring into her from behind. She imagined she could feel them burning tiny holes in her shoulders.

"I need to ask a favor," she said, knowing he would say no. But she still asked.

"JUST TELL THEM YOU'RE IN JAIL," the officer insisted at her elbow.