This was my entry for author A.S. King’s “Janet” contest. The rules were simple, but challenging in their simplicity:
- Your story MUST start with this sentence: Janet was early.
- Your story MUST end with this sentence: Of course, she didn’t.
- Your story must be 100 words or less.
Janet was early. The stands were empty beneath the “Slashing Our Way to ’13 Victory” banner, and her mom’s Buick had already peeled away towards the night shift.
In the ticket booth, Coach Newman’s hulking figure pressed a trembling freshman against the wall. Janet couldn’t see her face, but she could still feel the splinters digging into her own bare hips, her cheer skirt bunched in his bruising grip as the squad practiced without her, cheering for last year’s homecoming queen.
“Shh, Janet. Don’t tell,” his growling whisper rang in her ears.
Of course, she didn’t.
I didn’t win, but there were a ton of great entries, and I was quite proud of my itty-bitty creation.
What do you think?