I'm literally out of breath from crying. I'm not even going to open the note. I ripped the perfectly crafted note up and threw it on the ground. I wanted to read it but I was so mad I couldn't. I looked at it on the ground, mocking me. After five minutes of blank staring I made out three words, I love you. WHAT?!?! Now I absolutely had to read it. I start taping the note back together and finally got it.
Dear Fiona,
I know I've waited a while to ask you this but would you like to be my girlfriend? I'm really sorry that Sadie called you a jerk and tried to rig the stage so you would fall. I hope you've realized how awful of a friend she is. You deserve so much more than that. Also would you like to go to the dance with me? Please answer as soon as possible! I love you<3
From,
Cooper HeightWhat? She rigged the stage?
--------Later That Day-------
I take the note and put it in my dresser. Sadie tried to kill me. That's all I could think about. My so called "best friend" tried to kill me. I wipe the mascara off of the pillow and clean my room. I can't even imagine why she would do that. Ugh I'm going to lay down I feel like garbage. Probably because I belong in a dumpster.
--------Two Hours Later------
It's 10:00 p.m. And I still have the thought of Sadie in my head. Wait. Where am I? All I can see are people gathered around my bed. Wait this isn't my bed. I'm in the hospital. This is it! This is the time to choose if I live or die. But right now, I want to die.
--------11:00-------
I open my eyes and everyone is in tears. Did I die? People are screaming my name is joy. So obviously I'm not dead.
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Teen FictionWhen she finally has her golden birthday she doesn't realize how golden it really is.