Little Flower Girl

Chapter 1

The girl walked through the doors of her school, backpack pressed up against her. The flowers in her hair were wilting because instead of fake ones the girl decided to use real ones, so her authenticity would never fade. Although whenever the flowers in her hair began to wilt, she ripped them from the hair band they were messily pinned to and threw them in the trash. The girl kept her hair pushed behind her shoulders, the lilac strands falling just over her ears which held earbuds that blocked out the noise of the messy hallways. Classmates lingered and messed around with each other, while she simply made a beeline for her first class, although she was probably 15 minutes early, and there was no point; she pushed through the door, sat down and took out her notebook beginning to doodle small flowers around the page her notes sat on.

She was the only one in the class, other than a few others who silently stared at their phones. The teen paused doodling, staring down at the page; her eyes caught glimpse of someone approach her desk. She shuffled in her seat, before looking up at a blonde boy who held one of her flowers.

"Isn't this yours?" he questioned, looking down at her notebook for a swift moment. She grabbed the flower and felt her headband to see if she was missing a flower, in which she was. "Your name is Lillian right?" he asked tilting his head slightly, a small grin appearing at the edge of his lips. Lillian felt her cheeks light up, before nodding, hair falling from behind her shoulders. "Cool, I'm Oliver," he added. Lillian smiled just the slightest at him, before looking back down her notebook.

"Thank you," she responded, just before the bell rang and students began parading into the classroom.

"Uh, this isn't my class...I'll see you later," Oliver winked before pushing past the kids who came through, she followed his blonde hair as it disappeared out the door and down the hallway. Lillian sighed, looking down at the flower she still held in her hands, before realizing it wasn't one of her flowers after all. She suddenly became flustered and shoved it in her bag with her phone and headphones as the teacher entered the room to begin class. Lillian couldn't stop thinking about the flower sitting crumpled in her bag, her eyes lingered on the paper they were currently working on. The teacher's voice was pushed to the back of her brain as he talked in the background.

The class lingered on as she took her time to finish the paper, and when the bell finally did ring she pushed her things into her bag and threw it over her shoulder. Lillian took long and drawn out steps as she made her way to her next class, feeling very lethargic after the interaction she had experienced with Oliver earlier. Lillian's eyes wandered the hallways examining the lockers that had others pressed up against them, noticing Oliver leaning against her own. Lillian didn't use her locker, so she didn't understand why he would expect her to go to it. She walked right past Oliver, and she could feel his eyes falling her down the hallway to her next class. Just before she entered the classroom, Lillian looked over her shoulder catching his glimpse; and unconsciously shooting him a smirk.

Oliver leaned up against the locker he had seen Lillian go into once in awhile. He watched the classroom that he had given Lillian the flower in. Oliver had everything planned out in his head what he was going to say and what he was going to do: he recited it again and again in his head. Once Lillian began to walk in his direction, he put a sly smirk on his face, but that disappeared when she ended up walking right past him. He felt his jaw slightly drop, before straightening himself out and staring at her as she walked right down the hallway and into her classroom...but it was what she did just before caught his eye: a small smirk. Oliver's face lit up and he cracked his neck, as if he had won a trophy for just standing there. He then looked around the hallways which were beginning to empty, and quickly he made his way to his classroom.