Sticky-notes & Skateboards

Chapter 2

What do I write? That was the big question. I can't just come out and say 'Oh well, you don't know me, but at lunch today I saw you and I think you are very cute and you spark an interest in me.'

Yeah, no not happening.

Then I got it. It's three simple words that I could write.

"Sir, may I use the restroom?" I asked my teacher.

He nodded his head signaling permission. I got up and quickly shoved the sticky note in my back pocket.

I walked down the halls and stopped in front of Jace's locker. I looked to my right and to my left to make sure no one was coming.

I quickly pulled out the sticky note and shoved it into one of the cracks in the old green locker. I took a step back and turned and left.

I really hope that this turns out good and that I got the right locker.

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Jace's POV

*RING*

I let out a sigh of relief. I was glad I could finally leave this prison. I hate this high school with a passion. Everyone here is stuck up, judgmental, and they couldn't give just a crap less about anyone but themselves.

I don't talk to anyone other than my group of five friends that I have. I get called lots of different names like loner, gay, fag, goth. Its quite stupid if you ask me.

I shook my head and sighed, clearing my thoughts. I put the combination into my locker and opened it.

I went to shove my books in there when I notice something had fallen out. I reached down to the ground and picked it up.

It was a folded sticky-note.

I stood back up and unfolded it. On the sticky-note there were three simple words.

'Hello, Skater Boy'

I looked at in confusion. Well that's a new name I can add to my list. I could tell that it was clearly written by a girl due to the girlish handwriting.

I flipped it over trying to find any trace of who left it. It made me curious. What girl would want to write a sticky-note to me?

I noticed that something was written on the back of it. In tiny letters 'if you want to write back , put the sticky-note on the trash can by the gym entrance before second bell.' was written on the back.

Do I write back? I asked myself. Its probably just some stupid joke those stupid jocks are trying to pull on me.

Whatever. I need to get out of this place and go to the skate park.

I slammed my locker shut and grabbed my skateboard. I walked out of the school and headed in the direction of my house.

Yes, I have to walk, well ride my skateboard. I make my way down the sidewalk trying my best to dodge people as I do.

I finally make it to my house and I walk in. I set my things down and walk into the living room and saw my twin sister, Jamie, on the phone.

"-and he was like I love you too and then she was like no and then-"

She quit talking once she saw me standing in the doorway. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and rolled her eyes at me. Without another glance she walked out of the room.