My first day of senior year was supposed to be normal, finding classes, wanting to kill freshman in the halls, and avoiding the chaos of the lunchroom. But when I opened my locker, I quickly realized that my normal day had turned into something much more.
I opened my locker from last year, mostly to get out of Homeroom and put in my Chemistry textbook. But it wasn't empty. The note didn't "fall out" like it does in the movies. It just sits there, staring you down. I cautiously picked it up, and turned it over to see my name written in horrid handwriting.
"Hi Grace. I know this is weird and old fashioned, but I wanted to tell you that I have feelings for you. I have ever since I saw you last year. It was me who put up those homecoming posters, not any of your friends. You don't know me, but I know you. And I also know you won't stop until you find out who I am. Sincerely, Nobody."
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A/N: I'M EVIL AND I KEEP CHANGING MY MIND ABOUT THIS SERIES BUT I LOVE THEM SO WE'LL SEE. Also don't give me crap about staying with/ deleting stories I'm really conflicted. But ily guys xo
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•That Wasn't The Plan• || Mikey Murphy Fanfiction
FanficOne year later, I tell the tale of Mikey Murphy and Grace Foster. They claim they're on a "break" but everyone knows that all they want is to be together. Mikey fights to make time for Grace while she deals with drama of her own, involving a mysteri...
