Flash Fiction


ABANDON

“OK, you can begin.” As Isabella
began to dance, the world slowly started
to disappear. All she could hear
was the music and the tip
tapping of her own feet.
She had choreographed this routine herself.
And, she practiced till her body
was jello. Nothing else mattered but
the dance. The joy of movement.

ISABELLA

The stage manager was walking around
looking for someone. Their eyes locked
and she walked over, “Are you
Isabella?” “Yes.” “Oh I should have
known, you are so his type,
they’ll see you now.” He was
excited. Hopping all around. He gave
her a hug, and it felt
like home! Finally she was home.

 

 

 

 

 

PASSION

She stretched until her insides felt
ready to explode from under her
skin. She loved to dance, and
having him watch helped her mood.
She knew she could inspire passion
in men, and her future depended
on inspiring this man, now! He
smiled slowly, and got up to
talk quietly to the casting director.

Well, here we are again. Six word Friday! My favorite! I’ve been loving writing about this character. This is my fourth installment in the much anticipated 55 word Flash Fiction drama about this as of yet unnamed vixen! If you’ve missed any of the previous installments or if you want a quick reminder, follow these links:
Installment One – Enough
Installment Two – Found
Installment Three – Vamping
I hope ya’ll are enjoying this series as much as I am. I can’t wait to see what might happen next!

VAMPING

She stared at the gorgeous hunk
of a genius, until he looked
up and locked eyes with her.
She smiled and ducked her head
as she walked past. She knew
he was still watching, gaping really
as she changed into her tap
shoes, and clinked back across the
room to warm up her body.

FOUND

She knew she was in for
a treat when she glided into
the audition that bright and shining
morning. As the sun leaked through
the blinds, she smiled to herself.
The man was indeed there. The
man she had prayed with crossed
fingers about.  He was sure to
find his beautiful muse today. Her.

This piece of Flash Fiction was written as a part of Six Word Fridays

ENOUGH

Enough is enough is enough she
screamed as she stormed out of
the room slamming the door behind
her. She took the steps to
the street below her. All twelve
flights. She had that much excitement
boiling in her veins. She would
not be overlooked any longer. Today
she would be discovered at last.

This was written as a part of six word fridays