A-Random-Writer
Just a random guy with story to tell
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Hello! Could someone please take a few moments to read my story and give some feedback on it? I really want to know where i need to improve at to make my story better.
thank you!
Maybe my high school life won’t be so bad after all! - There’s a field trip? | Scribble Hub
Could you take a look at my first chapter?
The final bell of the day rings, signaling to all the students of Sakuragaoka High School that the day is over and that they may go home or talk to their friends.
For one lonely student he can only wish to talk to people.
Sixteen-year-old Saeki Kazuya is a complete loner who can barely hold a conversation with his little brother. He dreams of being able to have a friend or even just being able to talk to a girl. He talks to himself, but it never helps him.
Hmm... I wonder what I should do today. Maybe I should go hang out with my girlfriend!
Oh, wait, I've never had a girlfriend!
I will go call my best friend then!
Never mind, I've never had a friend in the first place.
I guess it's usual. I'll just have to walk home by myself like every day.
Kazuya sighed and slung his vintage medic bag over his shoulder. He stepped out into the empty hallways and made his way towards the school gate.
I love this bag and all but it's about to fall apart. These straps are at least twice as old as I am. I would get rid of it, but it was a gift from my great grandfather. I wonder how he got it.
He took a left out of the school yard and proceeded to walk home.
Let's see here... I need to sweep when I get home don't I. My brother has track practice so he won't be home until 6 o'clock so I will have the house to myself.
Not that being alone is anything out of the ordinary for me.
Lost in his train of thought he stepped into a puddle of spilled tea getting his brand-new light blue uniform wet.
Ah. Exactly what I needed. I just bought this yesterday. God, I hope this stain will come out. My father would kill me if he saw this.
While standing and analyzing his now ruined shirt, a car flew by him blasting the horn causing him to jump into the air.
SPLASH!
He jumped back into the puddle of tea now his socks are soaking wet. He still has half-a-kilometer to walk before he gets home.
Wow. What amazing timing. Things could get any wo-.
Maybe I shouldn't say that. The last thing I need to do is curse my luck for the rest of the day.
He painfully continued to walk down the city streets taking notes of the area.
Oh, that's cool. I didn't realize they had a library near my house.
He tilted his head.
How did I miss that?
He pulled out his notepad and quickly jotted down the location of the library. He was very careful to put the notepad back as to not break his bag.
He walked up to the perfect white door to his house. He painted it himself to make sure there were no blemishes on it.
"Anyone home!" Kazuya called out as he took his outside shoes off.
Silence. Just as expected.
He set his bag down in his room. He collapsed onto his bed.
There's pretty much nothing for me to do. I would try to talk to someone but....
That could never happen.
He stood back up and went into the kitchen. He quickly glanced over the marble counters to look for dirt or any leftover crumbs.
Nothing was there. Except for a purple sticky note.
“Kazuya, Your father and I are going to a bar with our co-workers tonight, so you and Souta need to go out and eat tonight! PS. I left 1200 yen in the knife drawer for you to use!”
Ah. I don't even know what to eat. Sushi sounds good. Souta loves sushi so he won't be a problem. I'll head out once I finish sweeping the floors.
Kazuya quickly swept the floors until they were perfect. He threw on his outside shoes after he got the money.
Alright, which restaurant should I go to? I'll just go to the closest one. I've read it's pretty good.
He walked down the empty sidewalks thinking about what he wanted to order. It didn't take long to get there.
Uh. Why are they here?
The "popular" group of students were already there eating.
I'm just going to get my food and leave. Nothing else.
Kazuya got in line. He tried to keep himself busy by reading the menu. He couldn't help but overhear them.
"Hey, are you guys ready to go on the field trip to Tokyo next week? One of them says,
Can they be any louder? There's no reason to be talking that lo-
Did he say field trip? I wasn't told about this!
"Hey sir, can we take your order?"
Kazuya had zoned out. He ran up to the counter and ordered quickly. He found a seat near the group.
I don't remember getting an email about this. It wasn't even on the board in class! Maybe I missed it.
He frantically opened up his email on his phone.
Let's see here.
Are you kidding me? They sent out the email not even 3 hours ago!
There's a list to go alongside it.
Bus seating chart
No... Please tell me this is a dream.
Why do they have to do this? Who wants to be forced to sit by a stranger? Especially on a trip like this.
Wait. Maybe the sensei took note of my chronic loneliness and sat me by myself!
He was not sitting by himself. He was placed in the front of the bus.
I'm sitting by a girl for the trip?!?
Out of anyone in my class it just had to be a girl. Didn’t it?
Also, why would they not show the name of the person I'm sitting by? Who thought only showing the gender of the person is a good idea?
This is stupid. Don’t they know my high school life sucks as it is?
Kazuya set his phone down and closed his eyes.
Who is this girl?
thank you!
Maybe my high school life won’t be so bad after all! - There’s a field trip? | Scribble Hub
Could you take a look at my first chapter?
The final bell of the day rings, signaling to all the students of Sakuragaoka High School that the day is over and that they may go home or talk to their friends.
For one lonely student he can only wish to talk to people.
Sixteen-year-old Saeki Kazuya is a complete loner who can barely hold a conversation with his little brother. He dreams of being able to have a friend or even just being able to talk to a girl. He talks to himself, but it never helps him.
Hmm... I wonder what I should do today. Maybe I should go hang out with my girlfriend!
Oh, wait, I've never had a girlfriend!
I will go call my best friend then!
Never mind, I've never had a friend in the first place.
I guess it's usual. I'll just have to walk home by myself like every day.
Kazuya sighed and slung his vintage medic bag over his shoulder. He stepped out into the empty hallways and made his way towards the school gate.
I love this bag and all but it's about to fall apart. These straps are at least twice as old as I am. I would get rid of it, but it was a gift from my great grandfather. I wonder how he got it.
He took a left out of the school yard and proceeded to walk home.
Let's see here... I need to sweep when I get home don't I. My brother has track practice so he won't be home until 6 o'clock so I will have the house to myself.
Not that being alone is anything out of the ordinary for me.
Lost in his train of thought he stepped into a puddle of spilled tea getting his brand-new light blue uniform wet.
Ah. Exactly what I needed. I just bought this yesterday. God, I hope this stain will come out. My father would kill me if he saw this.
While standing and analyzing his now ruined shirt, a car flew by him blasting the horn causing him to jump into the air.
SPLASH!
He jumped back into the puddle of tea now his socks are soaking wet. He still has half-a-kilometer to walk before he gets home.
Wow. What amazing timing. Things could get any wo-.
Maybe I shouldn't say that. The last thing I need to do is curse my luck for the rest of the day.
He painfully continued to walk down the city streets taking notes of the area.
Oh, that's cool. I didn't realize they had a library near my house.
He tilted his head.
How did I miss that?
He pulled out his notepad and quickly jotted down the location of the library. He was very careful to put the notepad back as to not break his bag.
He walked up to the perfect white door to his house. He painted it himself to make sure there were no blemishes on it.
"Anyone home!" Kazuya called out as he took his outside shoes off.
Silence. Just as expected.
He set his bag down in his room. He collapsed onto his bed.
There's pretty much nothing for me to do. I would try to talk to someone but....
That could never happen.
He stood back up and went into the kitchen. He quickly glanced over the marble counters to look for dirt or any leftover crumbs.
Nothing was there. Except for a purple sticky note.
“Kazuya, Your father and I are going to a bar with our co-workers tonight, so you and Souta need to go out and eat tonight! PS. I left 1200 yen in the knife drawer for you to use!”
Ah. I don't even know what to eat. Sushi sounds good. Souta loves sushi so he won't be a problem. I'll head out once I finish sweeping the floors.
Kazuya quickly swept the floors until they were perfect. He threw on his outside shoes after he got the money.
Alright, which restaurant should I go to? I'll just go to the closest one. I've read it's pretty good.
He walked down the empty sidewalks thinking about what he wanted to order. It didn't take long to get there.
Uh. Why are they here?
The "popular" group of students were already there eating.
I'm just going to get my food and leave. Nothing else.
Kazuya got in line. He tried to keep himself busy by reading the menu. He couldn't help but overhear them.
"Hey, are you guys ready to go on the field trip to Tokyo next week? One of them says,
Can they be any louder? There's no reason to be talking that lo-
Did he say field trip? I wasn't told about this!
"Hey sir, can we take your order?"
Kazuya had zoned out. He ran up to the counter and ordered quickly. He found a seat near the group.
I don't remember getting an email about this. It wasn't even on the board in class! Maybe I missed it.
He frantically opened up his email on his phone.
Let's see here.
Are you kidding me? They sent out the email not even 3 hours ago!
There's a list to go alongside it.
Bus seating chart
No... Please tell me this is a dream.
Why do they have to do this? Who wants to be forced to sit by a stranger? Especially on a trip like this.
Wait. Maybe the sensei took note of my chronic loneliness and sat me by myself!
He was not sitting by himself. He was placed in the front of the bus.
I'm sitting by a girl for the trip?!?
Out of anyone in my class it just had to be a girl. Didn’t it?
Also, why would they not show the name of the person I'm sitting by? Who thought only showing the gender of the person is a good idea?
This is stupid. Don’t they know my high school life sucks as it is?
Kazuya set his phone down and closed his eyes.
Who is this girl?
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