What is love?

Chapter 16

It' a pretty sunny spring morning that takes place today. I gazed out from the floor to ceiling windows and observed the thawing snow and ice and the birds coming out from tree hollows and began chirping. I would love to spend the whole day just observing the nature slowly coming back to live after the cold winter but I have things to do. I tore my gaze from the window and gaze at my wristwatch. 16.00. March should be coming out by now. My teacher has kindly dismissed the class early and now I'm right outside March's class, waiting for the bell to ring and him to come out.

RINGGG

Finally it took long enough. I turn my back towards the window and leaned against it. I try my best to keep my excitement bottled up as I bowed in respect at March's teacher that just exit the room and left. March emerged out from the room right after her. He was surprised and excited to see me here.

"Heya, Scarlette. On the way to the library?" March asked as I approached him.

"Yep. Also, I have some things to discuss with your classmates. I hope that's alright with them?" I asked March as I timidly adjusted the books in my arms.

"You know, what is it with you coming to my class and discussing a 'secret mission' with my classmates lately. Am I allowed to know?"

"Nope. It's confidential." I winked.

March managed to bottle up his annoyance and poked his head back inside the classroom. "Yo, guys! Scarlette just came for the 'secret mission.'"

"Great! She's early!" I heard a voice said from inside the room. "Invite her in then."

"Well, I have places to be and so do you. Just wait in the library. This should take no longer than a few minutes."

"Huh, alright." March shrugged as I closed the door in front of his face.

As soon as I heard the footsteps slowly disappearing, I joined the already gathering students at the front of the class. As you know, February has passed and March - the month March - is upon us. Just a few days from now, 12th of March will arrive. And 12th of March happens to be March's birthday. Since he received news about his families inability to contact him during his birthday - they promised to call him and send him their gifts a few days prior - I had a plan on teaming up with March's classmates. To my great relief, none of March's classmates are horrible bullies. They're kind people as a matter of fact. Very kind indeed. To hone my socializing skills and to repay March's sincere services, for the past week, his classmates and I planned the great party which will take place tomorrow after class.

"Okay, are y'all ready for tomorrow's party?" I asked the others.

"Absolutely." A black haired guy - by the name of Devon - beside me nodded. "In fact, I'm pumped for it."

"Want to go through the plans again?" A curly haired brunette - girl named Dora - piped up. The rest nodded and the brunette continued. "Archie - he's the assistant monitor - you will convince our class monitor to get out of the classroom. And how will you do that?"

"With these worksheets that needed to submitted ASAP!" Archie proudly presented a pile of worksheets.

"Excellent! It's good of Miss Mary to give us worksheets today. It'll ease our work so much! Anyways, what'll we do next?" Dora asks the others.

"Hung decorations while Archie stalls him." All of us said in unison.

"Perfect! And how will we keep in touch with Archie so that he can stall March for as long as possible?" Dora continued.

"By these walkie talkies!" Devon exclaimed, raising a couple of walkie talkies in the air.

"And the rest is simple surprise stuff. You know, birthday boy came into a dark room that suddenly turns on and it's actually filled with decorations and friends yelling 'Happy Birthday'! You know the rest. So, we're just going to do some last minute supplies checking before the big day comes."