to celebrate national novel writing month (or the unfortunately nicknamed "NaNoWriMo") this year i will spare myself the white-hair-inducing effects of writing 50,000 words in the month of November by writing a story a day.
these stories will be of any length and veer into any territory i wish. the idea is for me to write one a day for every day of november. these will be first drafts with minimal editing.
if you are into any of it. please comment below! perhaps you can help me figure out if there's ANYthing in these stories worth adapting or polishing into something awesome.
story 12. tuxedo girls (by jenny yang. tuesday, november 12, 2013)
“what are you? gay?” ann laughed in my face.
“no. but i just thought it’d be cool if a girl wore a tuxedo to the graduation dance,” i mumbled.
it was the eighth grade and the first time that i had felt like i was a part of a group. sixth and seventh grade were all about me and my one friend lisa. during lunch time we walked up and down the side of the blacktop by the buildings just talking. Everyone else was either playing a game or sitting on the grass in large groups. eighth grade was the first time i felt like i was being accepted into the cool group - or at least what i thought was cool which was a group of korean american girls that seemed to have known each other forever. and then there was me, the loner chinese girl.
but i realized, this was also the first time they had someone hanging around that they could make fun of for being weird....