Fiction

Inviting

Setting: Real world, probably
Genre: Slice of life
Summary: Lonely in a crowd.
Notes: Combines prompts by Ellen Million, Becky Allen, and Herm Baskerville
Words: 100

We milled around after school, the usual, me at the edge of the group, laughing sometimes so I could pretend to be part of the conversation, Indigo at the centre.

Rhea suggested an outing, but Indigo took over coordinating. No-one minded; everyone liked Indigo. She had a way of smiling at you that made you feel like she really cared.

Just as I was about to leave, she caught my eye. “Kim! I keep forgetting to ask why you never show up.”

I was dumbstruck, but eventually came up with, “I’ll be there tonight.”

I’d just never felt invited.

Fiction tags: Slice of Life Drabbles

Comments

Nicely captures that teenage angst.
~jon

I was going for social anxiety, but it's the right direction, anyway. :D

Never felt invited or never felt welcome? If everyone waited for an invitation, no one would ever do anything. :)

Nice slice of life!

Both.

And invitations are easy, you just have to ask "want to come?", so unless you want to postulate that you need an invitation to invite someone, I don't think the "no-one would ever do anything" is accurate.