Hello fellow facebook friends.
Today when i got home from school, i noticed a bouquet of flowers from a secret admirer. If said secret admirer is one of my facebook friends, would you please speak up? I would really love to know who you are. Just message me of something. Thanks <3
- Autumn.
My hand hovered over the mouse for a few seconds before I actually built up the courage to click 'post.'
I didn't know who this secret admirer person was.
What if they were some psychopathic killer?
Or what if they were some perverted asshole jock?
Or what if.. they were that creepy nerd kid that breathes through his mouth and sits behind me in Biology?
All these thoughts were running through my head, and eventually I just clicked post before i had time to think about it. Maybe the guy was actually a real sweetheart and was just too shy to talk to me in person. I figured this was for the best.
A couple hours of watching youtube videos on my laptop went by and there was still no messages in my inbox. I let out a sigh and closed the laptop.
All of a sudden, I got startled because my phone started ringing loudly. I looked at the caller ID which read "Kitty Kat." I smiled slightly and answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey, can I come over?"
"Kat, you live a block away, why are you asking me? Why didn't you just come?"
"Oh, I don't know actually. And FYI, I do not live 'like a block away' I live 4 blocks away, okay?"
"That's still not far."
"Uh, when your legs are as short as mine and you just had a butt ton of taco bell, going upstairs to my ROOM seems like running a marathon."
"Just come over -_-"
"Alright!"
And that was that.
About 20 minutes later I heard a knock on the front door.
"I'll get it," I said to my mom who was watching her soap operas.
I let Kat in and we went up to my room.
"So. . . what's in the bag?" I asked, noticing her huge duffel bag.
"My closet," she said, nonchalantly opening it and starting to lay out all of her clothes on my bed.
"Um.. huh?" I asked, confused.
"I need you to help me pick something to wear for tomorrow," she said, still laying clothes out.
"Why, do you have a date?" I asked.
"Psh, girl you know damn well that my accessory with this outfit is gonna be a big tattoo across my forehead that says FOREVER ALONE." She said with a hand on her hip.
"Oh," I chuckled, "well then are you going somewhere after school?"
"Psh, you know my daddy don't let me go nowhere. I can only come over here cause he knows you're straight. ._." she said.
"Then what the hell do you need this outfit for? I asked.
"School!" she said laying out the last of her clothes.
"Kat. . . in the whole 4 years that we've been going to high school, you have never asked me what you should wear to school."
"Yeah, but in the whole 4 years that we've been going to high school, we've never had a teacher as attractive as Mr. Sage!"
