sundayscribblings

He was the captain of the college football team. Manly and vigorous, tall and appealing, so many girls would die for his attention but right now, at this dead of the night, his eyes are only meant for the college scholar, Ms. Beauty and Brains Rachel Moore.  For Rachel, everything seemed so right. Ah, the flaming passion of young love!

The first time she looked at him, she knew, without the slightest doubt that she had fallen in love. If not, how could she explain all the electrical impulses that runs through her being at the an intensifying speed? All those songs and movies about love seemed to hit home.

One kiss should not make any difference, she thought. The next moments were magical. She wished she had the power to freeze time.

But what was once beautiful and heartwarming transformed into heart break, self-pity and shame overnight. Suddenly his heart and attention was not hers anymore. The vexing of a social problem stirred whispers in her community and school.

Fast forward one year later, Rachel was looking at a brochure of a community program aimed to help people like her. She was scared, in despair, abandoned but not alone. Echoing through the hallways of  her newly rented room, a baby cries. She hurriedly brushed off the tears in her cheeks, picked up the pieces of glossy papers scattered all over the small dining table and headed towards the crib and reclaimed her posture.

A misspent youth would not stop  her from pursuing her dreams. Now she has to face the world, twice as brave and twice as wise, for her own sake and that of her son’s.

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This (fiction) writing exercise is fueled by the writing prompt “Misspent youth” at Sunday Scribblings.