Best friend

It happens.

She was only mildly inattentive,

a series of tiny pink hearts 

randomly doodled on a blank page,

a slightly dreamy look in her eyes;

hardly enough she imagined 

to draw attention.

Then; 

'Penny for your thoughts young lady,' 

came the voice of doom.

The footsteps silent, almost predatory 

as a shadow cast ominous across her desk.

'Your effort thus far seems 

rather lacking in content,

perhaps a one hour detention

will focus the mind.'

"I'll tell him you'll be late,'

her best friend whispered at the bell,

a curled smile, a slightly triumphant

look from beneath mascara laden lashes

making her heart beat faster than

the wings of a frightened little bird.

"We'll be in the park, I'll stay with

him and make sure he waits.'

Reviews

[Crowley]

Lol...oh to be young like that and lost in kind of thoughts we should be lost in. And thank goodness for best friends. Loved this Beccy.

[NotUsinganymore]

It's nice to have best friends to have your back. c: Very beautiful poem.

[Neville]

Brilliantly crafted and oh so very relatable no matter which way ya swing....

[Lea Sheryn]

Very good. Reminds me of my school days.

[AYVID N]

I enjoyed this poem very much. Great storytelling.

[Dhara_Ditzy Kat]

I think it’s someone else who’ll have to wait. Nicely written :)

[Paul Bell]

I'm sure the guy will wait for her.
I think the guy will wait for her.
He's not waiting for her, mascara lash has seen to that.
There's a moral in this somewhere, but I'm not looking for it.

[Beccy]

That was the problem; a lack of morals. :))

[Paul Bell]

In saying that, mascara lash has done her a favour.

[Beccy]

I didn't think so at the time. :))

[Paul Bell]

Probably not, but time has this thing about being wiser.

[Eilis]

I always had trouble forming meaningful relationships with other girls. There is that constant competition that you’ve so fittingly laid out with this brief portrait of a moment from a girl’s life. It’s not a very comfortable thing to be betrayed by someone you thought you could trust.

Love the details in this, Beccy. From the tiny pink hearts to the mascara laden lashes, just those little snippets offer some insight in the difference between the two girls. One innocent and the other experienced, more worldly. Those are hard lessons to learn. But they sure do teach us who to watch out for!

A charming little poem, albeit a disagreeable place to find oneself in. Returning to the cloudy halls of adolescence.

[Beccy]

Thank you. Those cloudy halls hold many memories; some better than others. :))

[Dave]

Hmmmm - with "friends" like this you don't need any enemies.

Take care - Dave

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I know people who have experienced this. To be betrayed is hard enough, but by a best friend is beyond gut wrenching.