My Head is in the Clouds

Go to the Dance with me?

   I walked slowly and reluctantly to my locker. The school day was over. Everyone happily ran out of the school doors cause it was Friday.

   I left my phone in my locker afraid to see what else the watch would text me next. All I know is that the watcher is in this building.

   Uggh! I wish I payed more attention more often to the people at school.

    I twisted and turned the lock on my locker till I got it open.

     I picked up my coat and smoothly slid it on. I grabbed my zebra print Jansport backpack. I dropped it on the floor.

     There laid a note lying on my backpack. "Oh My Gosh". I said.

      I grabbed the note and shakily opened the note. It read:

       Hey VictoryStar!

          Did you forget me,love? I hope not! 

I paused and thought "How could I ever forget YOU!" I continued reading :

        I found you on wattpad and Facebook. Isn't that lovely? Your an extrodinary writer of poetry and fictional stories. Just remember your perfect the way you are. C u 2morrow.

        BTW: The dance is coming up and we were wondering if you, Joelle, Emely,and Evelyn would like to go to the dance with us. Remember that we're watching you guys. Don't mention that I told you that my friends are watching Evelyn,Emely, and Joelle. I promised  them I wouldn't tell Emely, Evelyn , and Joelle. I never said i would't tell YOU.

                             Bye for now Love,

                Go to the dance with me?

     "This just isn't making sense. I don't know who you are. How can I go to the dance with you then? Even if I mentioned to Evelyn, Emely,Joelle that your friends are watching them it wouldn't make a difference. We still don't know who you guys are." I thought.

      I looked down at my watch."3:07". I looked outside. All the buses were gone. I put the note in my pocket, put my backpack on my back, and closed my locker. I walked outside.

   "I guess I'm walking home today." I thought as I sighed.

   A car drove up. There was a boy in it. He looked familiar. He was motioning to me to come to him. For some reason I did.

    I knew him. He was in my social studies class. His name was....Louis...Louis Tomlinson. He was funny and always messed around.

     "Wanna ride? Your not walking home in all this snow by yourself are you??" He said.

      " Yeah I missed the bus. Well I gotta go." I said.

        "No. Don't walk home. It's to cold for that. Come I'll give you a ride."

         It was cold out here... I hopped in Louis car.

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            Lots of Love,                             loutookmysuspenders