Short Story Friday #3
![](https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/w_1456,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F779aa87d-7877-4aaf-8db5-a9ae391f260b_500x375.jpeg)
Short Story Friday has been revamped for 2015, and I’ll be sharing snippets from my own fiction pieces, mostly short stories. In addition to the new business, Poetic Book Tours, I’ll be writing and submitting more of my own fiction and poetry this year.
I hope you’ll offer your thoughts on this story that is currently in progress.
Here are the first and second parts posted in previous weeks. Without further ado, I'd love to hear your thoughts on this girl and what you think is going on:
I'm Lythia, by the way, and this is my journal of Transcendence. I've lived seventeen years with this blinking issue, but I've never let it stop me. I'm what the others call a kiss-face because I get good grades in school, volunteer to help the third-raters in the suburbs, and generally make nice with the school's interface.
There must be adults in charge of it somewhere, but no one has ever seen them -- you know, face-to-face.
While I'm not wildly popular, very few students pull pranks on me. My mother says this is a good thing, but I disagree. I think it means I'm excluded. Please feel free to share your thoughts on this snippet and let me know what you think.