Published October 5, 2012 by rochellewisoff

This week’s Friday Fictioneers picture is from Raina Ng. It looks like a nice place to come home to. So if you’re looking for gut wrenching and thought provoking look to my friend Doug MacIlroy. I promise you won’t be disappointed. 

Coffee and baking cookie aromas filled Gail’s kitchen. She wiped dust from a dog-eared yearbook, set it on the table and smiled at her high school chum. “So glad we found each other.”  

“We were darling, weren’t we?” Brenda flipped through the faded pages. “You’ve done well for yourself, Miss Homecoming Queen. Nice home. Handsome husband.”  

“Thirty-seven years next month.”

“Amazing.” Brenda pointed to a picture of a moon-faced boy with horn-rimmed glasses and buck teeth. “Hey remember him? What a geek! Wonder what ever happened to the little twerp.”

“I married him.” 

67 comments on “THE GIRL MOST LIKELY

  • Dear Rochelle,

    I love your story. We are all ugly ducklings in one way or another and the passage of time turns us all into swans in the same way. I was always that ‘moon faced’ guy, the skin and bones twerp that still lives on in the faded pages of someone else’s year book so I can really relate.

    Great story this week. Thank you so much for the hyper-link and the plug. I appreciate the support from the Girl Most Likely To…




  • Rochelle, I was that girl. 🙂 At our 40th high school reunion last fall, someone said, “Why didn’t I know you were so much fun?” and my response was, “Because I wasn’t.” I was too shy and geeky, although geeky then was liking school, wearing glasses and being a tomboy. 🙂 Lovely story.


    • Funny. My 40 year class reunion was last year also. I was on the planning committee and found how much we were alike even though we were from different social groups. I had a blast…talked with everyone until I had no voice left. Glad my story resonated with you. 😉


  • the people we call “nerd” and “geek” are the people who remember your birthday, bring flowers, open the door for you, and are often called ‘boss.” nice job.


  • Well, I married my high school sweetheart and thirty-seven years laters she continues to tolerate me. I love the comment about how the mighty have fallen. Time has a way of becoming a great equalizer.
    Great story, Rochelle, and I love the “slam dunk” ending.


  • Ha! So much for fun-filled trips into yesteryear! Wonder if poor Brenda has any room in her mouth to eat those tasty cookies or is her foot taking up all the space? Awk-ward!! 🙂

    Thanks for the fun story. So many of the posts have been great this week, but few (including mine) have been fun!


  • Ha Ha. I bet her girlfriend will be careful how she says things the next time she puts her foot into her mouth. The ‘little twerp’ must have looked pretty good to her once she learned who he was.


  • Loved that story. I was the quiet, shy, nerdy girl in school who didn’t talk to anyone. I haven’t even been to one reunion since leaving high school but I’d like to go back now that I’ve grown out of my old shoes 🙂


    • 41 years out of high school I’m certainly not the same wallflower I was then. I’d encourage you to go to a reunion and bask in the newness of who you really are, Madison. I did last year at my 40th (even helped plan it) and had the time of my life.


    • I think he looks quite different. I’m sure by the time the yearbook came out, Gail had shown Brenda wedding pictures, family pictures etc. But Brenda never connected the ‘handsome husband’ in those photos to the old yearbook picture.


  • Hey remember him? What a geek! Wonder what ever happened to the little twerp.”
    “I married him.”

    I bet Brenda spit out her cookies and coffee.
    Speaking of dying in one’s chair.
    Wonderful fast paced and cute story. Randy

    If there are any of Gail’s cookies left, could you send some my way?
    I hear she bakes great.


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