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I walked to my locker to get my necessary things I need for math can I take Jesus in there because my grade needs it. As I unlock my locker something falling out I look down and see an envelope I pick it up and inspect it looking for any names or any hints to see who is it from but nothing , so I just open it and take the piece of paper out

Dear Anna,

Your eyes gleam at the shimmer of the moon. Your lips are as beautiful as a red rose. Your hair is so elegant and as beautiful as the sky. You, yourself make my day when I am having a bad day. The rose represents your beauty. The moon represents your intelligence. You are as beautiful as the stars that light out every night. Every day I get to see you grow more beautiful. Every time I get close to you my stomach feels as if I have butterflies in my stomach. That is the feelings I have for you.

With love always,
your secret admirer

I smile looking at the note I put the note in my backpack to show my Alix later. I grab all the thing I open my locker for then I close my locker then start walking to class. I sit on my desk and try to process everything that has coming my way, I have good grades except in this class and I'm trying to do my very best. when the bell finally rang I was already set to go, I walk to out and meet up with alix so I can go with her to the lunch lines, After she gets her lunch we head to our little spot

"guess what happened to me this morning," I say as we sat down

"what?" she says as she gets comfortable to start eating her lunch

"so,I was getting my things for math and as I open my locker this comes falling out," I say as I get the note out of my backpack and hand it to her, she grabs it and starts to read it

I wait patiently until she finishes reading it, and when she does she looks up with wide eyes and mouth dropped open

"Oh my god anna," she says excitedly "who could this be?" she asks

"I don't know but I'm so curious about this" I tell her

AN: I'm sorry it's short and lame and late

The Ugly Bet // Matthew EspinosaWhere stories live. Discover now