Flash Fiction: Rock Star

So the pictures have nothing to do with the story, I just happened to recently take some pictures of rocks. How’s that for serendipity? So here is my response to Carrot Ranch’s 99 word prompt this week.

“Karaoke is not Your Friend”

Lisa’s friends nudged her and told her it was her turn. She gulped down the rest of her drink and as she stood up the floor tilted underneath her. She gently touched people’s shoulders for balance as she made her way to the stage.

She belted out “Hit Me With Your Best Shot”.  “I sound just like Pat Benatar,” she thought.  She finished to a thunderous ovation, people laughing and clapping.  “I am a rock star!” she yelled as she left the stage.  She continued to feel that way, at least until she saw the video the next day. 

This is the rock Lisa crawled under the next day!

6 thoughts on “Flash Fiction: Rock Star

  1. Ha, ha! I like how you captioned the second photo as “The rock Lisa crawled under the next day.” I don’t know why, but every karaoke event I’ve been to I was either the bartender, the barmaid or the designated driver — thus always sober. Sobriety and karaoke do not mix. I’m scarred for life! Ha! Fun take, Tracey!

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