Here’s another writing prompt I got in High School “Right in the middle, the phone rang….” I remember that I was pressed for time, and this is what I came up with:
Frank and Jessica were having an argument when the phone rang. Neither wanted to answer it, they each had more that they wanted to say. The phone kept ringing until finally, Frank stepped up to the kitchen counter and picked up the receiver. It wasn’t for him thought, it wasn’t for Jessica either, it was a wrong number.
Frank hang up even more frustrated than before, so they resumed their argument with a new vigor.