vignettes

[marycatelli]

This week's prompt is:
school

Anyone can join, with a 50-word creative fiction vignette in the comments. Your vignette does not have to include the prompt term.

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[marycatelli]

"I hope you were not planning to learn such magic here," said Isabelle.
"It would have been useful," said Ava. "When I picked my shoes." She swept her skirt aside, showing the delicate slippers she wore inside.
Isabelle laughed. "Those won't do for a dance."
"It's too early for one."

[marycatelli]

Autumn would never manage this, however much he schooled her. She was just too careless. As for the next step, it would be past her power.
He leapt, and caught the beam. A brief climb, and he was on it, and able to reach where the ceiling met the wall.

[marycatelli]

"Come, Rosaleen," said Lady Gillaine. "Didn't you learn your lessons? Don't you know that your prince must find you? How can he if the castle is wrapped in roses?"
"Oh, there must be a way," said Rosaleen, twirling about. Her hair caught on a rose, and she freed it. "The fairy said so. And there must be a way for him to get out too, or he won't be able to get far away. It's my getting out that after might be a problem." She pondered. "I shall put pruning hooks in my room, where I can find them again."

[marycatelli]

"Don't gawk like a milkmaid," said her father behind her. "This is why you can not be taken anywhere, you do not learn your lessons well, and shame us."
Rose looked at her hands before she could answer. He would remember quickly enough the truth if she stuttered before him.

[starshipcat.livejournal.com]

Lucius Belfontaine had never realized his pilot was a "whistle while you work" sort of guy until Chet started in on "Be True to Your School." Not that Lucius was a huge Beach Boys fan, but it brought back memories the pre-launch cookout at the beach house just north of Kennedy Space Center. One of the other astros had brought a Beach Boys mix tape, and in the course of the evening that song had burned into his memory to the point that hearing the melody was sufficient cue for him to start singing the lyrics.

Which probably wasn't the greatest idea when they were here in the Soviet moonbase, struggling with a wiring job that would've been hard enough if they hadn't been connecting everything to equipment marked in the Cyrillic alphabet. Face warming with embarrassment, Lucius stopped mid-verse -- and then realized everyone was looking at him as if he'd just used the wrong fork at a formal dining-in.

Dollars to donuts, the cosmonauts all think I was singing some off-color ditty.

[marycatelli]

That's life.

[starshipcat.livejournal.com]

The oldies station out of Eureka was playing Steely Dan's "My Old School." Listening about collegiate escapades of an earlier generation made Elaine realize that she should've been starting her freshman year right about now. She'd even had her choice of three acceptances, all with substantial scholarship offers.

Instead she was up here at Sparta Point, with no sign that the danger would abate any time soon and she could return to normal life in Silicon Valley. Or anywhere else beyond the Redwood Curtain, for that matter.

She looked over at Marshal Gruzinsky, who was busy making notes from one of those thick books of military history. The last time she'd asked him, he'd made it plain that the Flannigan Administration's interest in her showed no signs of abating, in a way that made it clear he would regard further questions of the sort as akin to a child asking "when'll we get there?"

[marycatelli]

ah, complications.