NaNoWriMo Day 5

I really wanted to work on other stuff today and I did work on other stuff, but I didn’t want to start a pattern of not writing and then get even further behind on my novel. Amazingly enough, once I sat down and started writing, the words just began to flow. Of course I worried if any of it made since, but I forced myself not to worry about that. I knew if I had fretted, I would get stuck on the writing and actually never write anything. I think I finished the chapter today and I’m ready to move on to the next one. I’m genuinely excited for this novel. I feel closer to finishing it more now that I’ve been before.

Here is an excerpt from what I wrote today. Enjoy.

Once inside, we settled into a booth in the back, looking over the menu on our phones.

“So what are you getting?” Darius asked.

I pretended to consider the menu, but I already knew what I wanted. My favorite thing was the patty melt because it was a thin burger patty on toasted rye bread with basically thousand island dressing. It may not have sounded delicious, but it was a food orgasm for the mouth. That, coupled with an Oreo milkshake, it was the best meal on earth.  

But I just shrugged. “I don’t know. What about you?”

Darius and I were not on a date. I knew we were not on a date, and yet, I still wanted to impress him. I didn’t want to order something that he might find disgusting and then look at me different. This thing we were doing was already so precarious, anything could tip it over and he would be out the door.

Darius may have wanted to change his image, but the image he had currently wasn’t that bad. Plus, we were seniors, he could totally reinvent himself in college and not even have to go through all this right now. But me, all I knew was school and getting good grades. I didn’t have any hobbies outside of school. I barely had any friends. Although, technically, I did not have any friends. If Trina and I didn’t make up, it’d just me, myself, and I going into college. Yet if things went well with me and Darius, maybe we could be friends. Maybe something more.

Although that last thought I shouldn’t get my hopes up. Darius could have his pick of girls, and I was likely the last girl on his list, if I was even on the list.