Angel Full of Flowers

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We observed the rest of the gallery seemingly disturbed. None of us wanted to discuss the elephant in the room. Did Hyacinth dislike me? I didn't even know her, though. We had just met the other day.

The weather seemed to exhibit what my mind was feeling at the moment.

As soon as we left to head back to the dorms, we were all struck by a significant gust of wind—it nearly knocked Poppy down. Gazing up at the sky, I noticed how dark and menacing the clouds had become. We all rushed to get safely indoors as soon as possible.

"Shall we play monopoly in our room this time?" Iris suggested.

We typically had game nights every Friday evening. It was a way to destress and have a little fun in our chaotic school lives. Iris and Tulip roomed together, so it would be a lot easier to just go to their room today.

We scrambled inside the dorms, making somewhat of a ruckus.

"Good heavens! What's going on out there?" Mrs. Marigold asked with worry.

"It's very windy," I replied, "Poppy says there's going to be a storm."

"Oh my... let me check the weather forecast and I'll notify the staff immediately if it's dangerous."

She then scurried off behind her desk and tapped away at her computer. We all gave each other concerned looks as we headed towards Iris's and Tulip's room.

The four of us played a few games together, losing track of time. Checking the clock, I quickly noticed how late it was. "I think I'm gonna call it a night ladies," I said as I stood up from the floor. The fatigue of this week had caught up to me and I was starting to feel it hit me like a ton of bricks.

Poppy told me she would stay to play one more round. I wish I had enough energy left but just couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. We said our goodnights and I picked up my cup and left for my room. We had a curfew at eleven o'clock on Fridays and ten-thirty was slowly creeping up. I was also eager to see Angel. I saw him earlier today, but I still couldn't help but miss him.

I held the ceramic cup to my chest and fondly smiled to myself. It was as if I had been struck by cupid himself.

Suddenly, I heard voices coming from one of the empty corridors. Trying not to be nosy, I quietly attempted to pass on through without hearing in on their conversation. However, the *chismosa part of me wanted to know what was going on.

As I crept up against one of the walls where they could not see me, I honed in on my hearing in order to clearly listen. When I heard whose voice it was, my knees nearly buckled.

"Repeat what you just said," Hyacinth demanded.

Who in the world could she possibly be talking to like that? What was going on? My heart raced. I knew I should have left the moment I heard it was her. But for whatever reason, I wouldn't move.

The other person was quiet. Hyacinth said, "Well?"

Then my heart plummeted to the core of the Earth.

"Camellia means nothing to me. She is nothing."

It was Angel. His voice was high-pitched—not his. My body had moved on its own and I was now standing on the far end of the corridor where Hyacinth's eyes met mine. With her phone in her hand, she smirked.

Angel immediately snapped his head in my direction. His face twisted in horror as he realized I had heard what he said.

I did not cry. I did not say a word. The only thing my mind could think of to do at that moment was run away. I ran out of the hallway and out of the dorms. Mrs. Margold called out to me but I did not listen. My head was spinning.