Note.
srry it took so long. :( i was working on writing other parts of the book. well here it is! hope you enjoy.
The book fell straight open to your favorite passage, and sure enough, there was another sticky note. it asked you to go to the bleachers, now. You gathered your things and returned the book to its sheld before heading down to the field and towards the bleachers. The closer you got, the more confused you were, why was someone trying to get you to the bleachers, what were they planning to do? Were they planning to fight you? As you approached the bleachers you saw a tall, blonde haired boy sittin on the bottom step holding a single rose. It was Ashton. Your face broke out into a grin and you quickened your pace. You got closer and he stoof up, his expression matching yours. Ashton was one of your closest friends but you didn't really know where the two of you stoof. You'd shared a few drunken moments, kisses even, but neither of you knew if the other wanted more than that. He handed you the rose, with one last sticky note attached to it.
