I walked into school with tear stained cheeks. It turns out that Johnathan isn't waking up and their taking him off of life support next week if he doesn't wake up in the mean time.
I opened my locker and grabbed the letter out of my locker.
After reading it I felt a lot better. I closed my locker and walked to Locker 203.
I couldn't believe it. There he was, dressed in a black button up shirt, nice jeans, and hold a bouquet of roses with a goofy smile on his face.
I walked up to him and shyly smiled.
"Hello my beautiful flower, I got these for you just like I said I would. Wait, what's wrong Emilea? You've been crying"
His voice was gental, yet strong. He went from smiling to worried once he noticed my puffy eyes.
My smile faded and I wrapped my arms around him as I started crying once again.
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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...