Writing Challenge – A to Z – Grace

Happy Memorial Day to my readers.  Thank you to you, your family members or friends for their service to our country.

I realize it has been a long time since I posted in here.  Work got a bit crazy for the last month or so, but I’m hoping to find a little more free time in the coming weeks.  Thank you for your patience as I slowly get my head above water.

With all of that said, here’s my post for the A to Z challenge. Enjoy!




Jenna’s pencil flew across the paper, drawing Kelly as she danced across the stage.  Jenna’s precision with a pencil was like an extension of her hand, so was the grace exuding off of Kelly.  Kelly was the girl Jenna had been longing for all through high school.   Sure, the pair were best friends, the kind that shopped together, and texted about boys at all hours of the day and night.  What Kelly didn’t know was that it was all a farce.   The only thing Jenna liked about boys was that they could reach things on the top shelf at the grocery store when her tiny 5’1” body was too short. She’d been living a lie since she realized she was gay in the seventh grade.  A long, lonely and closeted existence for the last five years.

Letting out a sigh, Jenna watched her friend dance her final recital of the year before she headed off to Michigan on a full scholarship for dance.  Kelly was mesmerizing to watch, her skill, beauty and poise could woo any dance aficionado,  Unfortunately for Jenna, she wished Kelly’s boyfriend, Michael wasn’t sitting next to her, appreciating it almost as much.  

Jenna was headed off to New York to study at the end of summer, even if Kelly was a lesbian and they were girlfriends, they’d still have to say goodbye in a couple of months anyhow.  Jenna had put an expiration date on her mooning over the straight girl, it was for her own heart’s survival. She was just going to have to get over it and find someone new to love come September.   

At the end of Kelly’s performance, Michael mumbled something about having to head to work and to tell Kelly he’d text her later.   Jenna nodded, disgusted that he couldn’t have waited the additional minute for Kelly to take her bow and get off the stage before leaving.  It was as if Michael wanted Kelly to see him disappear from the audience.   

When the last of the groups had performed, Jenna grabbed the huge bouquet of Gerbera Daisies along with the drawing she’d scribbled a note and her signature on and headed out to the lobby.   

Kelly was a huge supporter of Jenna’s art.  Whenever she sketched Kelly during a performance, Kelly always wanted to keep it.  Jenna had barely been able to keep a few of her very favorites, as Kelly demanded she sign and date each one, grinning and telling Jenna she’d be a famous, artist someday and the picture would be worth a fortune.  

Through the thick crowd, Jenna wove her way to where she’d seen Kelly’s parents standing off to the side of the stage door.   

“Oh, darling, that was magnificent.”  

“Sweetheart, you were amazing, as usual.”

Jenna could hear the praises being bestowed upon Kelly as she waited patiently behind Kelly’s parents, knowing she probably was risking a lot with the words she wrote on her sketch combined with the flowers she’d brought with her.  

It was only a moment before Kelly pushed her way past her doting fans to rush forward and give Jenna a crushing hug.  “So, what’d ya think?” she whispered, releasing Jenna from her grasp.

Thrusting the flowers and the folded sketch towards her, Jenna smiled wistfully and told her every little detail she’d found mesmerizing during her performance.   Kelly was about to open the folded drawing, but Jenna pushed Kelly’s hand down, saying this one was for her to read when she got to Michigan.   Kelly tilted her head to the side, sizing Jenna up, before yanking her hand away.  She turned her back to Jenna, holding the sketch out of her reach and read the passage Jenna had been holding in her heart for so long.   

Jenna bowed her head, knowing once the truth was out, Kelly probably wouldn’t speak to her, so instead of waiting for the inevitable, she turned on her heel and trudged towards the exit.

She had almost made it out to her car when she could hear Kelly calling after her.  Jenna paused, resting her head wearily against the top of her car door.  Jenna was waiting for a tirade, but instead she got a gentle brush down her spine.  Kelly tugged on her shoulder, spinning Jenna to face her.   Jenna couldn’t look up, refusing to see her love thrown back at her face in disgust.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Kelly whispered, tipping Jenna’s chin up to force her gaze upwards.   “We’ve wasted so much time,” she whined, bending down and kissing a shocked Jenna on the lips.  

It took a moment for Jenna to realize what was happening, instead choosing to enjoy her first kiss without her mind getting in the way.  

Kelly broke the kiss and hugged Jenna fiercely.  “I have loved you for so long and you wait until a month before we head off to college to tell me your feelings?”  

The smile that eclipsed across Jenna’s face was blinding, and something Kelly couldn’t wait to see more of.   

“Hey, you’ve been holding out on me too,” Jenna mumbled as she leaned up on tiptoes to kiss Kelly back.

“I guess we’re both pretty stupid now, aren’t we?”