U is for Unrequited

I'm doing flash fiction for this year's A to Z challenge, hope you enjoy! 
I've missed a few letters, but I'm determined to carry on nonetheless!




Unrequited


I clear my throat. It’s now or never.
“Umm, Jasmine?” I call, and my voice breaks.
She turns, her perfect blue eyes coming to rest on me, her blonde hair swishing like she’s in a shampoo commercial.
“Hi,” she says. “Erm, sorry, I don’t know your name.”
“It’s Jeremy,” I say, heat rushing to my face. “I just - I was wondering…”
“Yes?” She looks politely bewildered.
“Do you want to go out with me, sometime, maybe?” The words come out in such a rush I’m surprised she even understands them.
“Oh, I’m sorry, erm, Jeremy. I’m just, pretty busy, what with work and everything…”
Her words trail off.
“Bye, Jeremy,” she says when I don’t reply.
Months of planning, wasted.

Comments

  1. i b arora24 April 2015 at 12:05

    poor Jeremy,months of planning and still the 'author' is unwilling to help him,

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  2. Alex J. Cavanaugh24 April 2015 at 13:52

    And in a flash, she shoots him down. And girls wonder why boys never ask them out.

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  3. Sophie Duncan24 April 2015 at 14:35

    Aww, poor Jeremy.
    Sophie
    Sophie's Thoughts & Fumbles
    FB3X
    Wittegen Press

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  4. Rob Z Tobor24 April 2015 at 16:24

    I know how he feels, my A to Z is a bit like this.

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  5. Susan Gourley/Kelley24 April 2015 at 20:34

    Ahh, ouch. Poor guy.

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  6. Tasha Duncan-Drake25 April 2015 at 09:13

    Poor Jeremy, but at least he tried.
    Tasha
    Tasha's Thinkings | Wittegen Press | FB3X (AC)

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  7. Michele at Angels Bark 25 April 2015 at 18:59

    Ouch! Great story highlighting most men's biggest fear... rejection.
    Michele at Angels Bark

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  8. A Beer for the Shower27 April 2015 at 16:01

    Ouch. But hey, at least he tried. A lot of guys don't even have the courage to try that.

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  9. Jemima Pett27 April 2015 at 21:05

    Oh yes... know that feeling

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  10. Liz Brownlee27 April 2015 at 21:56

    Oh! That is SO sad! Poor Jeremy. And it's my brother's name. ~Liz My blog is at: http://www.lizbrownleepoet.com Blogger will take you to the wrong site.

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  11. J Lenni Dorner28 April 2015 at 02:35

    Stopping by from the #atozchallenge 2015! Don't forget our after party. The Reflections Linky List will open on Monday May 4th.
    Great post. I'm following you on your listed social media sites. Ouch!! The pain of this one.
    J @JLenniDorner

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  12. Unknown28 April 2015 at 15:56

    You are really good at dialogue!

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  13. Haneen Ibrahim28 April 2015 at 22:21

    The experiences that mark the rest of our lives in a nutshell. So happy you're back :)

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  14. Keith's Ramblings29 April 2015 at 18:14

    Time for Plan B methinks!
    Keith's Ramblings

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  15. Tyrean Martinson29 April 2015 at 19:07

    Awww, poor guy. Great writing!
    HOpe you finish with a strong Yippee and Z end! :)

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  16. Rob Z Tobor3 May 2015 at 23:30

    Hello Miss Laura I hope all is well.. . . . . I suspect you are busy it is not like you not to complete a task. But it is still not too late to sneak to Z if you still feel so inclined.

    All the very best
    Rob Z Tobor

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