Notes

03

The next day at school, someone bumped into me in the hallway. He was cute. He was very tan with hazel eyes and sandy blond hair.

His eyes widened when he saw me. "I'm sorry." We both spoke at the same time. I quickly scurried away from him and to my locker.

I opened my locker to no new notes. I got my things and rushed to class.

Today at lunch, someone sat with me.

He strangely had dyed blue hair, but it worked for him. He also had green eyes and some tattoos.

"Hi, can I sit here?" He smiled at me.

"Sure, I'll move." I went to gather my things, but he laughed.

"I meant I wanted to sit with you."

"Why?" I asked confused.

"You seem lonely." He shrugged.
"I'm Michael."

"I'm Sydney."

"Can I call you Syd?"

"Sure."

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Michael was nice. When lunch was over, he walked with me to my locker. I saw a note was there, so I tucked it into my pocket to read in class.

Michael walked me to class before he went to his. When I sat down, I unfolded the note.

"I saw you sat at lunch with someone today."

It had a smiley face under the writing which made me smile.

I need to find out who writes me these notes.