Happy Valentines day to my faithful readers, I’m always surprised when you like/view my posts. I love you guys. I wrote this short story for the occasion. Enjoy!
It is the month of February, the supposed time of Spring, a dawn of new beginnings. When the cold bitter weather is supposed to transition into that fresh new season. The flower buds are becoming more visible, the insects livelier, and there is that odd peal of sunlight that escapes the grey clouds and momentarily warms everyone’s hearts.
Yes, it is the month of February, the season of love.
For most students they are finally adjusting to their lives after their eventful or otherwise uneventful Christmas break. Tales of who got drunk here and there and other wintery break escapades have already been told and the festive fervour that was declining has gradually been rekindled with the excitement that the season of love brings.
In a certain accommodation near Cathays Campus a bunch of students sit around an elongated table in their flat, they’re eating breakfast. It’s a simple spread of toast, sausages, some baked beans and the occasional scrambled egg. It’s a peaceful scene, the guys and girls discuss what their schedules are for the day, what lectures they need to go to, just daily life things. But then this scene is disrupted by a sudden yell from one of the girls.
“What’s wrong!” Guy A asks, a concerned look on his face.
“It’s a bit early to be melodramatic isn’t it, Beth.” Guy B chides
“Guys!” Beth exclaims raising her phone into the air and putting it into their faces. “Look, look!”
Both Guy A and B and the other students look at her screen blankly, “Is there supposed to be something intriguing about your lock screen wallpaper?” Guy B asks.
“Look at the date!” Beth exclaims, “It’s February the 8th, the 8th!”
“Yh, and?” someone asks.
“It’s nearly Valentines day and I’m still single.” Beth cries. There was a serious expression on her face as she said this statement, which lead to an eruption of laughter from all her flatmates.
“That’s not a big deal at all, I thought you had a real problem.” Guy A rolls his eyes.
“Stop wasting our time” Guy B moans, many of the other students at breakfast agree, still sniggering amongst themselves.
“It’s not a joke guys, I am deadly serious!” Beth shouts, “I’m 19 and I have never had a boyfriend for Valentines day, don’t you think this is wrong?”
“I think no one cares.”
Beth ignores him, “Who here wants to be my Valentines date!?” she asks looking at every one of her flatmates in the eyes.
There is a deafening silence.
She stares at them and they stare at her. After one whole minute, she slumps into her chair and glumly sighs, “I see.” She then proceeds to grab her bag and leave the flat.
“Well that was awkward”
“She’s such a drama queen, just ignore her.”
“I already have a girlfriend what was she expecting me to say…”The flat bursts into discussion whilst Beth sulkily exits, walking in the direction of the student union.
She mutters under her breathe. “Has romance died, geez.”
Her head a bit down, she doesn’t care about her surroundings as she gets near to the local Subway store, leading her to walk straight into someone. A loud bang is heard as they collide.
“Ouch ow ow ow, oh my god I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going.”
“It’s fine, neither was I.” A deep voice responds.
Beth looks up at the male stranger, smiling brightly.
This short story will air in the upcoming Valentines special episode of my podcast series ‘Seasonal stories’ stay tuned. I was trying out a new writing style when I wrote this, tell me if it sounded okay.