Post it notes (Watty's 2016)

Chapter 4

I went to school and got to my first class. James wasn't at school again today, he has been missing a lot of school.

That laden kid walked over to me. I never noticed he was in my class before.

"Hey, do you want to sit with me at lunch today?"

"Umm."

"Come on just one time."

"Ok, I guess."

The bell rang and the teacher walked in and told us to take our seats.

"Cool, I'll see you then." He said before he walked over to his seat.

The rest of my morning was kind of boring. eventually it got to lunch time. Out of habit I got my lunch and started walking to the library, but then I realized I promised to sit with him at lunch.

Lunch at his table was loud. the other guys were yelling and making jokes the whole time.

I quickly ate my lunch and pulled out the mysterious book that had my name on it. I opened the book to the first page and started reading.

After reading for a while, Laden started talking to me.

"So, is this all you do?"

"What?"

"Read, do you just read?"

"Well, yeah."

"Why?"

"Because reading is a good way to escape."

"Escape what?"

"Escape anything about the real world, yourself, others, problems, everything."

"Ok"

I could tell he didn't understand me, but can anyone really completely understand another person? I like to think there is someone out there that comes pretty close.

After lunch was over, I headed to my next class English. We got done early and had extra time at the end of class. I pulled out the book and opened it. I read in about a few more pages when I got to a post it note on the page. I picked up the note and read it.
I get lost in your crystal blue eyes.

I smiled when I saw it, and put the note back on the page. And kept reading. After just a few more pages I got to another note.
I love to watch he curls bounce in your dark brown hair.

That was all I got to read then, when the bell rang and I hurried through the rest of the day. When I got home I rushed to my room and layer down on my bed. I opened just they cover of the book. I noticed a slit in the paper on the inside of the cover. I pulled the paper open and a piece of paper was inside and it read-

You always were really smart. This paper is a clue to my identity. The last post it note in the book, says who I am, but I trust hat you will read all the way through to get there. It seems that you should know that the story is more important than the end, but that is up to you.

-I put the book on my desk with the paper on top of it. I layers down on my bed excited to find out who this person is, after I get through the book.