Let Me Be Your Superhero

Chapter 1

I'd been standing at my locker for a few minutes now, not understanding what had just happened. There's no way this was for me they must have had the wrong locker. Nobody thinks I'm beautiful, especially not "the most beautiful girl they've ever seen". My thoughts were interrupted by a vibration in my pocket. I pulled out my phone, it was Alexis. 

where the fuck are you i've been waiting outside forever

I quickly replied with a "i'll be out in a sec" then tucked my phone and the white paper into my pocket, grabbed my bag, and headed towards the door.

It only took a few seconds to spot Alexis. Serena and Chey always got picked up from school by their parents, but Alexis and I took the bus home every single day. That's usually when we had our intense conversations  and when we can get everything off of our chests without anyone else there. We trust eachother with everything. This is probably the reason why she called me out when I was staring out the window in silence.

"Are you okay?" I was about to lie to her and say everything was normal but she seemed genuinely concerned.

"Yea I'm fine, its just, I got this note in my locker today, but I think it was meant for someone else.."

Alexis stared at me for a moment, her brown eyes wide, analyzing my expression.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to let me see this note?"

"Oh yea of course" I pulled the note out of my pocket and handed it to her. I watched her as she read the 13 words I'd memorized and kept repeating in my head. She looked up at me from beneath her lashes, then down at the note, then back up to me. Then a grin slowly stretched across her face.

"HOLY SHIT THIS IS FUCKING GREAT YOU HAVE A SECRET ADMIRER. Who's initials are LH.  Hmm.. Lucy Hanks but it's probably not her... uhm.."

"Like i said Alexis, they probably put it in my locker mistakenly, it was probably meant for someone else."

"Lex why do you do this?"

"Do what?" 

"You just got a letter in your locker saying you're the most beautiful girl in the world and you automatically think it isn't about you. What if it is, what if there's a cute guy out there that thinks you're beautiful. You can't just shut down the possibility. It was in your fucking locker for fuck's sake."

She was right. I did immediately shut it down. But that's how my brain has been brought up to think. I've given up on getting my hopes up because everytime I do I get bad again. I can't do that to myself.

"I guess it could be about me but its probably some creepy weirdo."

"Or it could be a really cute guy" What if...? Nope.

"Cute guys don't do stuff like that, especially not to girls like me"

"Shut up you're gorgeous"

The bickering went on for a few minutes longer until I got off the bus. My mind was set on the fact that the note was meant for someone else. But as much as I hated to admit it, there was a tiny part of me that hoped that it was written for me. But hoping is dangerous.

***

There wasn't a letter in my locker for the rest of the week, strengthening my belief that my recieving of that letter was accidental. Alexis was really excited about the whole thing, it was the hopeless romantic inside of her. She ended up telling Chey and Serena, who told Ashton and Calum. Michael knew too. All week they'd been bugging me about it; asking me questions and if I'd gotten another note. They're excitement was getting to me and I couldnt stop thinking about the whole situation. It was Friday night and I'd gone on facebook to try and find a boy who's initials are LH, but I had no luck. This really shouldn't be bugging me this much.

On Monday morning my alarm clock didn't go off and my mom came in to check why I was still in bed. There wasn't time to prepare a nice outfit so I threw on the first t-shirt I could find on my floor and a pair of black leggings and bolted out the door to try and catch the bus. 

***

I walked into the school just as the first bell rung; I had 5 minutes to go to my locker and then to class. The halls were packed with kids shuffling to class and it was almost impossible to weave through them, but somehow I managed. I opened my locker and got my books, checking to see if there was a note in there. This had become routine every time I went to my locker. But there was no note, so I closed my locker and ran to class. 

Once I was settled in class I realized that I was wearing my batman shirt that I usually wore as a pyjama shirt. My leggings had holes in them. Not the cool punk-rocker type holes, but the "I tripped on the sidewalk and got caught on a branch" type holes. I could tell from the lack of preparation time this morning that this was going to be a shit day. I was about to be proven wrong.

***

Second period ended and ran to my locker to put makeup on. I looked in my mirror and decided that the best way to describe my face was "utterly repulsive." I put on some mascara and was about to put on eyeliner when my stomache grumbled. I needed to eat something. I reached inside my locker to get my lunch and noticed a folded up white piece of paper on the top shelf. I must have not checked in my desparate haste to get some makeup on my face. I hesitated, then grabbed the paper and shoved it into my pocket without looking. I would need Alexis for moral support, plus I owed her this much.

I went over to our usual table with everyone there except Michael. Perfect.

"Hey Alexis where's Mikey?"

Alexis gave me a death glare like her and Michael were some big secret.

"Uhh, hes sick today. Why?"

"Just wondering. Plus I'm kind of glad he's not here."

"Why?"

I looked around then pulled the note out of my pocket. Alexis saw it and immediately snatched it from my hands and opened it.

"ALEXIS I HAVEN'T READ IT YET"

Alexis didn't stop reading the letter. Her angry and anxious expression softened. She looked up and me with a little smile and her eyes looked like she was about to cry.

"Lexi it's definitely about you"

I stared at her in awe for a moment then took the note from her and read it. 

You stepped on my foot this morning running through the halls. That's when I noticed you wearing my favourite superhero shirt. I think I might possibly be falling in love with you. -LH 

I couldn't believe it. Alexis was right. They were actually about me. I had a secret admirer. What am I supposed to do? I hate confrontation, and I'm extremely shy around people that aren't my best friends. I don't want to have to face the awkwardness of meeting this person who has been watching me.

"So what are you going to do?" Alexis looked like an excited little puppy.

"Uhm, nothing?"

"What do you mean you're going to do nothing? You're always the one complaining about how nobody likes you and now somebody does! And let's say he is some creepy weirdo, then you move on, end of story."

"Alexis this is all really weird for me, I just want to wait a bit longer until I know exactly how I feel about all this."

"But Lexi-"

"I said not yet."

I felt like I just kicked a puppy.

"Fine. But when you decide you want to do something about this tell me okay?"

"For sure." I smiled and looked at the note again. That bit of hope slowly growing into a beautiful monster waiting to consume me.