L is for Letter but also for Love (A Bunnistair Valentine's Day Fanfic)

February Third: Post for whom?

Again I don't own, sadly.

After the embarassment of yesterday I went through all classes numbly and then locked myself in my room (okay, and in Fay's) till Fay threatened to use her magic on the door if I didn't open. (To avoid further teasing from her or anyone, I locked myself in the nearest broom closet afterwards.)

I seriously needed to be alone. It's not everyday you get a second letter from your secret admirer (I still can't believe I have one!) and it's read out loud to the whole class. I probably put him off forever.

That was why I seriously didn't expect the following to happen.

"Bunny?" Faybelle called.

"Yeah?"

"Did you order some flowers?" she asked me.

"No, not that I recall. Why would I order flowers?"

"Because the mailman here just delivered a bouquet to you!"

"WHAT?!?" I jumped up faster than you can say 'croquet'.

"Here, if you don't believe me" She thrusted a bouquet-yes, it was really a bouquet-at me. White roses. My favorite flowers. The person, whoever it is, must know me pretty well. Few people are aware of this particular fact. Either that or it was a very lucky guess.

"Before I forget, this was in the bouquet. It must have fallen out." Faybelle added, holding a paper.

It was another love note.

Dear Bunny, it read this time, I hope you like these flowers. I know they're your favorites. With love from the person whose identity almost got busted yesterday in Public Speaking.

So it wasn't a lucky guess. Now let's see who knows this fact.

My dad. Lizzie, who tried to paint some in my family's garden red and whom I barely stopped. Maddie and Kitty who wanted to decorate my birthday party with my fave flowers for my 13th. Alistair...

Hope you liked this despite it being written in a massive rush. Please, if anyone has ideas for
notes, tell me. I need them.