"Thanks, Max for driving me home."
"Do you want me to stay with you until your dad comes?"
Why does he have to be so freaking nice my god, I can't think about dating especially someone socially awkward like Max. I can't even think about likening him! I have to stay strait up single and if I do go out with anyone they have to be a jock. For the crowd, for the crowd... I just silently sit there and breath thinking. I want to see this really familiar guy but I never saw his face.
"Um... Nah it's ok I'm a big girl, right? I'm 15 I don't need help at home from a 16 year old right?!"
"Are you sure you sound weird..."
"Bye now."
With out letting him say bye I walk into my huge house, go upstairs, look at my room, and then I see some presents. All with the same wrapping paper and on top of the nearly shaped pile was a card. I open it. The hand writing was beautiful!
•δεαɾ Ƙαψʆα,
ί հσԹε ψσմ ƒεεʆ ɓεϯϯεɾ ςσση αηδ ί հσԹε ψσմ ʆίƘε ψσմɾ ηεϖ ɡίƒϯς. ί'ʍ ηεϖ ίη ϯհε ηείɡհɓσɾ հσσδ ɓմϯ ψσմ Ƙησϖ ʍε.
—αησηψʍσմς 😏•
Um OK then. I slowly approach the gifts this person sent me. Hopefully its not like a bomb or anything. I grab the first box unsure of what's inside. Its covered in a custom wrapping paper which looks like -
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
🌹😷😢😓😷😢💨🌹
🌹💝💉🍵💊💐💝🌹
🌹 GetBetter Soon! 🌹
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
Dang this kid has a way with custom stuff. This box is about 3" by 3". I undo the wrapping paper to reveal another box the same size with hinges on the back meaning it can open. As soon as I see what's inside I basically die inside. Inside this box is a bracelet. Its silver with little diamonds encrested into the bracelet.
The next box I pick up and unwrap was a kitten! A freakin' kitten! Next behind a big box I see a huge stuffed panda bear with a bow around its neck. And inside the big box, I see a very pretty picture -
☁☁
🍣☁🎱☁☁
☁☁☁
☁☁
☁☁ ☁
☁☁ ☁☁
☁☁ ☁☁☁
☁☁ ☁☁☁☁☁
☁☁☁☁☁☁☁☁
☁☁☁☁☁☁
🌀🌀☁☁☁☁🌀🌀
🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀
- I love swans!
Who ever this mystery boy is I want to find him.
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