It was no secret.
It’s just they thought it was funny.
“Whoops… I spilled some water on my new blouse.”
“Whoops… I there’s some lint on the shoulder of my sweater.”
All because I had stumbled while leaving the auditorium and fell into his arms: Lance, our star quarterback. He had caught me. The room had gone quiet. And all I could think of to say was “Whoops…”
The basketball players were the worst.
Tonight’s game against Lincoln High could change everything.
I continued to type the headline for the lead story. “Whoops… Lincoln Falls in 2OT.”
Written for Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenges. Requirements: the given topic- “bullying” – and 99 words.