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(Meanwhile, over in Parallel Universe 35—55…)
“Now pay attention, class!” said the twenty-something teacher. “This is very important.”
She clicked on ‘play’, and the video began.
In a concert hall, a man with greying hair and a developing paunch is giving a talk to teenagers.
“...and that in a nutshell is your basic guide to mortgages!”
The teenagers whoop and clap.
The man waits for the applause to die away. “And now it’s time to talk about pensions—it’s never too early to start thinking about your retirement!”
More whooping and applause. A few girls scream in excitement.
Afterwards we see a group of girls discussing the talk.
“Wasn’t it brilliant?” says a tall girl in a jacket and skirt.
“Yes,” agrees a girl in a beige cardigan. “I loved the bit about pensions!”
“And when we got to the section about prepaid funeral plans, I thought I was going to die!” gushes a girl in elasticated trousers.
A fourth girl in a halter neck top, and a short skirt in a bright pattern looks shyly on, obviously wanting to join in the conversation but unsure how to.
“So,” says Beige Cardigan, “what are you all up to tonight?”
“I’m going to go home, have some tea, watch a bit of telly and then go to bed early,” says Jacket and Skirt.
“Oh, that sounds brilliant,” says Elasticated Trousers. “I think I’ll do that too.”
“Yeah! Me too…” says the shy girl.
The other three look at her.
“Really?” says Jacket and Skirt.
The shy girl nods vigorously. “Yes, of course I will.”
Elasticated Trousers laughs. “No, you won’t! Do you want to know what I think you’ll be doing tonight?”
“What?” says the shy girl, looking miserable.
“You’re going to put on lots of makeup and pretend to be 18,” says Elasticated Trousers. “Then you’ll go out drinking, and go on after to a club. You’ll dance for hours, snog 27 different people, and come home in a taxi at 3 in the morning, stopping enroute to throw up.” She smiles condescendingly. “I bet that’s what you’ll actually be doing, isn’t it?”
The shy girl looks on the verge of tears. “Yeah. S’pose,” she mutters.
The other girls burst out laughing and start to leave.
“God,” says Beige Cardigan. “You’re such a geek.”
We see the shy girl making her way home. But on the way, she sees a sensible trouser suit in a department store window. She pauses, and then enters the shop.
We see her taking the suit into a fitting room…
The scene changes to a studio, where a 17 year old female presenter directly addresses the camera.
“And so you see the dangers of peer pressure,” she solemnly tells the audience. “Remember: no matter what anyone says, being middle-aged is not cool. Please—just don’t do it!”
“Now pay attention, class!” said the twenty-something teacher. “This is very important.”
She clicked on ‘play’, and the video began.
In a concert hall, a man with greying hair and a developing paunch is giving a talk to teenagers.
“...and that in a nutshell is your basic guide to mortgages!”
The teenagers whoop and clap.
The man waits for the applause to die away. “And now it’s time to talk about pensions—it’s never too early to start thinking about your retirement!”
More whooping and applause. A few girls scream in excitement.
Afterwards we see a group of girls discussing the talk.
“Wasn’t it brilliant?” says a tall girl in a jacket and skirt.
“Yes,” agrees a girl in a beige cardigan. “I loved the bit about pensions!”
“And when we got to the section about prepaid funeral plans, I thought I was going to die!” gushes a girl in elasticated trousers.
A fourth girl in a halter neck top, and a short skirt in a bright pattern looks shyly on, obviously wanting to join in the conversation but unsure how to.
“So,” says Beige Cardigan, “what are you all up to tonight?”
“I’m going to go home, have some tea, watch a bit of telly and then go to bed early,” says Jacket and Skirt.
“Oh, that sounds brilliant,” says Elasticated Trousers. “I think I’ll do that too.”
“Yeah! Me too…” says the shy girl.
The other three look at her.
“Really?” says Jacket and Skirt.
The shy girl nods vigorously. “Yes, of course I will.”
Elasticated Trousers laughs. “No, you won’t! Do you want to know what I think you’ll be doing tonight?”
“What?” says the shy girl, looking miserable.
“You’re going to put on lots of makeup and pretend to be 18,” says Elasticated Trousers. “Then you’ll go out drinking, and go on after to a club. You’ll dance for hours, snog 27 different people, and come home in a taxi at 3 in the morning, stopping enroute to throw up.” She smiles condescendingly. “I bet that’s what you’ll actually be doing, isn’t it?”
The shy girl looks on the verge of tears. “Yeah. S’pose,” she mutters.
The other girls burst out laughing and start to leave.
“God,” says Beige Cardigan. “You’re such a geek.”
We see the shy girl making her way home. But on the way, she sees a sensible trouser suit in a department store window. She pauses, and then enters the shop.
We see her taking the suit into a fitting room…
The scene changes to a studio, where a 17 year old female presenter directly addresses the camera.
“And so you see the dangers of peer pressure,” she solemnly tells the audience. “Remember: no matter what anyone says, being middle-aged is not cool. Please—just don’t do it!”
Literature
sweaterse
when you've a love
in repose,
all quiets
are woven together.
all worries and
worships and
weathering
kept, cared,
covered.
every summer
warms, every winter
draws closer.
and the silences
sweeter than
heaven.
Literature
Escaping with style
There were no blaring sirens or flashing lights as I dashed down the corridors, but there might as well have been. Data streaming across one side of my goggles told me that I had successfully triggered the alarm when I took the hard drive stack. I knew I had four and a half minutes until the security forces arrived. When I reached the security door I was already sending signals to my devices connected into the system. A crude video relay looped images of the empty corridor into the security camera feeds. The data mining box cut the stream of keyword-laden signals with which it had been scattering the building system’s attention. Grinning at my own ingenuity, I hit the unlock button. How many other thieves would have got in by manipulating the mood of a building’s computer systems? But then, how many other thieves understood the emergent emotional states of high end electronics? This was why I'd been hired. The door failed to hiss open. Frowning, I slapped the button again. Still
Literature
cladach eachtrach
Our shadows were children
the horizon a nightlight,
my skin Vodka white
in the womb
of the Atlantic,
bioluminescence
like sparks
conducting electricity
strip wire symphony,
naked limbs paired and
easily divided
in the remainder
wading
between constants;
prenatal combination,
the tide rolling in contractions,
and like ships to harbor
it bore us to shore.
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Written for Flash Fiction Month 2015: Day 10.
The optional theme today was Alternating Currents - how different life might be if one detail had been changed in history. I sort of used it but I went off at a bit of a tangent.
I also used ThornyEnglishRose's prompt - as quoted by UsamaSaeed - More and more people are younger than me these days. (I always seem to be the same age as people's mothers nowadays...)
Written for Flash Fiction Month 2015: Day 10.
The optional theme today was Alternating Currents - how different life might be if one detail had been changed in history. I sort of used it but I went off at a bit of a tangent.
I also used ThornyEnglishRose's prompt - as quoted by UsamaSaeed - More and more people are younger than me these days. (I always seem to be the same age as people's mothers nowadays...)
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Love this concept.