Honestly, what did I do before I discovered writing prompts?? It’s great, I never have to think about what to post anymore. Mind you, it does mean that I haven’t written much about all the incredibly exciting things that have been going on in my life recently…exciting things like work (ugh), cooking (ugh), washing-up (ugh), shopping (ugh). Hmm, maybe not writing about them is a good thing. Here’s a Three Line Tale instead:
Lost in the mass of teenage girls screaming along to The Style’s biggest hit, I’m All Hers, I gaze at Pete, their heart-throb lead singer: I stare at his carefully tousled hair framing his perfect face with its chiseled cheekbones, piercing blue eyes and soft lips, his muscular body displayed to perfection in a tight t-shirt and ripped skinny jeans.
I make sure he is looking at me, before I mouth, ‘Do you want me to mend those for you?’
He glares at me, shaking his head and rolling his eyes, ‘OMG, Mum! You’re so embarrassing!’