C.I.M.P.

Below you will find the results of my having challenged myself for a number of days to write a short story with a beginning and middle and an end inside of 30 minutes. Here is what I came up with. I hope you like it.

Becca had made it through October without visiting home. She missed her gang, and she kind of missed Brick, but she had decided – after the September weekend debacle – to stay a full month on campus.

Tori asked her if she wanted to go to a party. Off campus.

Becca had been to two kinds of parties in high school: dork parties and popular kid parties. Dork parties involved episodes of Black Books and fat boys wearing fedoras having Mountain Dew guzzling contests. Popular kid parties usually ended with her seated on the lawn comforting a sobbing cheerleader who would ignore at school come Monday.

This party had plenty of cute girls and homely guys. Paunchy guys wearing Izod tennis shirts and cargo pants. Crowded into a two tiny rooms.

Tori did a lap around the place, probably to find the keg, while Becca hung near the kitchen.

A prematurely balding kid with round Lennon glasses ambled over. He had a weird gut that looked to have been surgically attached after the fact.

He held two red plastic cups.

“Wanna beer?” he asked. He had a squeaky voice and a soft giggle.

“Sure.”

The kid held out his right hand.

Becca took the cup and downed a big swig.

“Ha!” The Kid brayed! “I just slipped you a roofie! Ha! Ha! You’re gonna fall unconscious and then I’m gonna hump you on the couch near the pool table! Ha! Ha! Rooooooofie!”

The kid did a little jig.

Everybody at the party went quiet and kind of stared at the kid, who was clicking his heels together.  He stopped after a few moments.

Becca put the cup back on the table.  Some nice girls came over and offered her a ride home.  Becca left with them.

The next morning, she got an email from the party’s host, who announced that she hadn’t really been roofied, and that the obnoxious kid had been set on fire and rolled into the street by the speech club.

She broke up with Brick the next day.

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