The following was written in response to a blog hop called Six Sentence Story over at Denise’s. This week’s prompt word: “Eternal”.
It was now Tuesday afternoon and outside Taylor’s office sat Pete with his parents. Pete somewhat felt better having his dad with him, fantasizing that he was his eternal secret weapon.
Taylor finally emerged out of his office at 4pm, “Sorry folks, I was on a conference call, please come in and have a seat, this won’t take very long.” After everyone was seated Taylor started off saying, “I had the pot in question tested over the weekend … (Pete’s dad thinking … ya, right, you probably tried to smoke it yourself) and just now got the results back.”
Pete’s dad was becoming impatient by this point (he knew Taylor from his own high school days and found him quite irritating) and spoke up, “Spit it out, what were the results of the test?”
“Now, now don’t get upset George, I’ll get to that, but first I wanted to let you know that I did talk to Sam and his parents this morning, and Sam has no idea what I was talking about.”
To be continued …
My story is ongoing and I began writing it on March 18th. It is about a boy by the name of Pete Patterson. During a random locker check a bag of pot was found in Pete’s locker. If you’d like to read this from the beginning, it starts here.