The following day at school was uneventful.
lots of people talking about me. That's not always bad though.
Its just a bunch of I heard she this and I heard she that. Just stupid people talking about a girl who everyone in California knows for unlocking a door.
I guess it didn't bother me, it just became part of my life. People always talking.
During lunch and free time, you can get mail if you have any. Usually whatever teacher you have the period before lunch, they'll tell you if you have anything.
I have science right before lunch, just as the bell is about to ring, I'm told that there was something sent to me waiting in the office.
What's interesting is that they didn't say "mail" they said "something." How interesting.
I make my way to the office, and notice the nasty old building smell. Like when you go to an old persons house and it smells kind of musty. It's an old smell, it reminds me of how old this building is. It's probably haunted with mean teachers and suicidal students.
The office it's old and musty and gross and-
Oh. Look at that.
There is a little jar of flowers sitting on the office desk. It smelled so nice and had roses and things in it.
"Is there something for me to pick up?"
"Yes, those flowers are for you."
"Woa. Are you sure?"
"There's a card in it with your name on it."
"Oh."
I picked up the jar and took it back to our room.
Before I knew it, Jade and Gracie ran through the doors saying "LINDSAY DID YOU HEAR? THE DANCE?"
"The dance? What dance?"
"Oh you clearly haven't heard. St. Augustine's and St. Paul's are having a dance."
"Really! Where are they having it?"
"At St. Paul's."
"Oh. Cool! Y'all seem super excited."
"YES BECAUSE THERE IS A 10 FOOT CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN!"
"Well I know now I'm going. That's awesome!"
Ella came in.
"Guess who's going to the dance with Peter! Oh and he sent me flowers!"
"Oh, um Ella..."
"What?" She said picking up the card and reading it. I had no idea what it said, probably something from Hudson that I wasn't comfortable with her reading.
She looked upset.
"WHAT?!"
She threw the card on the ground and stormed out of the room with her phone. Probably about to rant about whatever she saw on that card.
I walked over there and picked it up.
It was from Peter.
From Peter.
Why on earth would Peter send me flowers.
I might as well read the card.
Hey Lindsay. Let's talk ;)
~PeterLet's talk? What could that mean.
I called Hudson to tell him.
1-800-Hudson
"Hey!"
"Hey, did you know Peter sent me flowers?"
"What?"
"Yeah he sent me flowers."
"No way."
"Yes way."
"Does he not know that I'm in the picture?"
"He does. I think this is more about intimidating you than it is impressing me. You should talk to him."
"Yeah I will. Thanks for letting me know."
"Of course. Talk later."
"See ya."
I don't know why he would do that. Especially because he has Ella. He couldn't be trying to win me over. He's with queen Ella. What could he possibly see in me that he doesn't see in Ella?
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