____=You
_ _ _=Your BFF
You and Your BFF, _ _ _ were grabbing a quick breakfast at school. You slept in and didn't get a chance to eat breakfast at home. You and _ _ _ had just finished up and were walking back to where you had left your backpacks.
"____," _ _ _ said. "What's that on your backpack?" She pointed to a gorgeous red rose sitting on your backpack.
"I don't know," You answered. "It wasn't there when I left it." You picked up the rose, being careful of the thorns, and smelled it.
"There's a note around it," _ _ _ said.
You untied the string and read the note. It was the most undescribable poem you've ever seen. So beautiful that your eyes started brimming with tears. It was signed anonymous.
"What's it say?!" _ _ _ asked eagerly. "What's it say?!?!"
You handed her the note and she read it.
"Awww!" She squealed. "That is so sweet!!!"
"I know right!" You said, your cheeks still stained with heartfelt tears. "It says to meet him at the bleachers after school. Do you think I should?"
"Duh!" _ _ _ exclaimed. "It's signed anonymous! He could be really cute! Or really ugly...Either way he's oober sweet! And you don't want to hurt his feelings. He probablyworked really hard on this poem. He poured his heart and soul onto this piece of paper!!"
"Okay," You agreed.
After school
You nervously headed over to the bleachers. Your hands were shaking. When you were almost there, you saw a boy with brown hair pacing back and forth and scratching his head. He was holding a red rose. That was him...The guy who sent you the rose and poem...The guy in your science class? Jace?
"Jace?" You asked, not knowingly continuing your thoughts out loud.
He looked startled. His face immediatly turned beet red. "H-hi," he said quietly.
"You're the one who sent that beautiful poem?" You asked as you finally reached him.
"You thought it was beautiful?" He asked.
"Yeah, Definitely," You answered.
"Thanks," Jace mumbled.
"It was really sweet," You said. "I didn't even know you liked me."
"It was nothing," Jace said, scratching the back of his neck. "Do you...um...maybe want to...uh...be my girlfriend? It's okay if you don't want to. I don't care...well I sorta do, but-"
You cut him off by kissing him. At first he was suprised but then kissed back.
"I'm gonna take that as a yes," Jace smiled.
"In every language!"
