Dead to me // 13rw

Roses are red

'Ok guys remember to check your bags on the way out!' Mrs Bradley said to the class. In communications class, everyone had a small bag that people would anonymously put stuff in. I usually get little notes from Monty, drawings from Clay, sorry notes from Hannah and posters from Courtney.

I went to check my bag and saw a few notes. Assuming they're from Monty, I opened them and read them.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
everyday passing,
I fall deeply in love with you.

Aw how cute. I walked over to Monty.
'Thanks for the poem!' I smiled.
'What poem?' He looked concerned.
'This one.' I showed it to him.
'I didn't give this too you..' He scrunched it up and went to the front of the class.
'Who the fuck is trying to get with my girlfriend?!' He yelled. Everyone turned to look at him but no one owned up to the poem. I could see Zach Dempsey looking at me.
'Mr De la Cruz, I understand you're upset with the notes Miss Baker has been recieving but try and approach this situation with a more calming attitude.' Mrs Bradley tried to calm the situation down.
'Whatever, lets go Y/n.' He put his arm around me and walked out.

-----time jump-----

I was getting the same notes for over a week but no name was signed. However, I did have my suspicions on who the writer was. I never told Monty about the following letters because I knew he would freak out. Obviously I wasn't going to leave him for some poetry writer.

'What notes did you get in your bag today Baker?' Zach asked me.
'Why are you asking?' I said.
'No reason, I just saw you taking notes out of your bag.'
'What notes did you get then Y/n? It better not be more of them stupid poems.' Monty clenched his fists.
'No don't worry, I haven't gotten anymore of those.' Why was Zach asking about the notes. Did he send them?

-----time jump-----

'Why me Zach?!' Hannah yelled through the hallway. 'Why me?' Zach stopped to face her but just stormed off seconds later. I ran after him with a confused look at Hannah.

'Zach! What did Hannah mean? What did you do to her?'
'Nothing Y/n. It doesn't matter.'
'Then why is she shouting at you in the halls.'
'I.. I was taking notes from her bag so she wouldn't get any.' He looked so dissapointed in himself.
'Why would you do that Zach?'
'She hurt me Y/n and I loved her. I thought she liked me back. I was there for her when she was upset. I was there when no one else was. Not even you.' I frowned. I've held a grudge against Hannah got way too long. I mean if I think about it I can barely remember why I was mad at her.
'What was that piece of paper you threw on the floor?'
'Hannah wrote me a letter saying how much she hates her life at the moment and how the little notes in her bag mean a lot to her.' My eyes started to water. Hannah hated her life? Was it my fault?

I got up and went to go find Hannah. I saw her coming out of the toilets, ran up to her and hugged her.
'Hannah, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have blamed you for everything. It's not even that deep what you did. I'm so sorry and I love you.'
'Y/n! It's ok.' She smiled and hugged me back. We linked arms and walked home together.

We were catching eachother up on everything that happened between my suspension and now.
'So yeah and now I'm trying to find out who put these poems in my bag.'
'And you think it's Zach?'
'I mean yeah. He kept bringing up the notes and was looking at me when Monty freaked out about it.'
'Mmm maybe.'

Messages:

Y/n - Hi Zach!
Zachy🐣 - Oh, hi Y/n!
Y/n - So I've been getting poems recently in communications class saying things like:
"Roses are red , violets are blue, all good things in life, are better with you".
Zachy🐣 - Don't tell Monty about those, you saw how he reacted with the first one.
Y/n - Oh I won't but I was wondering if you knew who put them in my bag?
Zachy🐣 - No sorry.
Y/n - That's ok..

-----time jump-----

'Y/n can I talk to you?' Justin Foley walked up to me.
'Of course! See you later Sheri.' I said bye to Sheri and followed Justin.
'So um... I don't know how to say this because you're dating Monty but...'
'You wrote me the poems.'
'Yeah.. how did you know?'
'It wasn't that hard to figure out. Your handwriting is really bad and you kept quiet when Monty had his outburst in class.'
'Oh yeah..' He rubbed the back of his neck and just stood there awkwardly.
'Look.. Justin.. it's a nice getsure really.. but I'm with Monty and one of my mates has a massive crush on you. Also the thing with my sister..'
'No yeah of course..' He smiled weakily. 'See you around.' He walked off.

Since then, I didn't get a single note. Not even one of Clays drawings or Courtneys posters. All I had left were the previous poems from Justin. I kept them in a box hidden under my bed.