After reading her letter, her name got stuck in my head. Emilea Rose Watson. Her name is just as beautiful as her.
I guess now I should make a move? No, write a letter, then after she responds make a move.
Dear Emilea,
You have a beautiful name. And after telling me your story it only makes me want to protect you more. Tomorrow, will you meet me at the locker? I want to get to know you more. You don't have to be afraid to speak to me, or to anyone anymore because I'm going to protect you. Your a fragile flower that I want to keep in a vase, protected and for everyone to see. You, Emilea, are my beautiful flower. Once you read this, head to the locker and there I will be waiting with flowers that are almost as beautiful as you.Love, Derek Brown
I put the letter in her locker and headed home.
I told my mom all about Emilea that night, and she hopes she meets me tomorrow morning almost as much as me.
That night I fell asleep and drempt about how perfect tomorrow will be.
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The Girl With The Pink Hair
Teen FictionThere she was; standing alone at her locker. No one ever talked to her, she never spoke. If only he knew the girl with the pink hairs name, but he soon found out with that first letter...