Writing Prompt: Tree and Bookcase
Gretchen tapped her foot on the desk impatiently. There were fifteen minutes left of class. It may as well be fifteen years. The day seemed to be going by so slowly. It always seemed to on the days that she was allowed to go visit her special tree. It infuriated her. She didn’t even understand why she had to take these stupid classes anyway. What purpose were they going to serve?
Time finally passed and the bell for the dreaded class finally rang. She was one of the first people out the door. She made her way to her locker and hastily packed all of the books she would need and practically ran to her car. She was just about to open the driver’s side door when a muscled body stepped in her way.
“Why the hurry, Gretch?”
“What does it matter to you?”
“It matters because three times a week you hastily leave school like there’s a fire. Nobody knows where you go or what you do.”
“And I intend to keep it that way. Please move.”
“Todd! Stop. Look. Can we please just talk about this later? Please? I have to go.”
“I intend to find out your big secret, little Gretch. One way or the other. You’re not the only genius in the school.”
“I’m am not a genius. I’ll tell you anything you want to know. All I’m asking is that you let me leave. NOW!”
Todd smirked. She knew with that look that she was doomed. If he found out where she really went, it would be all over the school. What she was and what she did weren’t exactly illegal, but she wouldn’t be seen highly. Witches tended to be more feared than praised where she was from. Even though they were the ones that kept the town running.
“As you wish. See you tomorrow, beautiful.”
He blew her a kiss and walked away. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Sometimes he was too much. She got in her car and hurried as fast as she could to her tree. She just hoped she hadn’t wasted too much time dealing with his nonsense. Her time with the book she needed was very limited.
Once she got where she needed to go, she parked and ran as fast as she could to the tree. She spent a few minutes whispering the spell that kept everybody else out. Once the tree opened for her, she dashed inside. She was bound and determined to make every moment last. She ran to the bookcase and saw it there. The book she looked forward to reading three times a week. She grabbed the book and went to sit in her favorite spot. She opened the book and began to read.