Carly's Pov
It was my third day in Rosewood High School. I moved in this small town called Rosewood a week ago. People in Rosewood aren't exactly welcoming. I think in a way its good for me as I don't intend to make friends. So it's officially my third day here and I, Carly Garrett am sitting alone in the corner table of cafeteria.
This school is just like any typical school with a group of jock, cheerleaders, needs, the punk and nobody like me. Students like to live in their own circle and mostly don't mix. People with higher popularity bullying the nerds.
As the bell ring I quickly walk to Room 209 where I had my Spanish class which Ms Blake teaches. She is a lady in her forties and isn't a very strict. I go down and sit a the corner seat by the window. I saw a lavender rose with a card. I thought it might be for someone else but my name was written on the card. Before I could read the card Ms Blake started the lecture. So I put it inside my bag and look around to see if I can find the person who gave it to me. When I don't find anything unusual or anyone looking at me I go back and pay attention to what the teacher was telling.
I didn't get a chance to read the card but I couldn't stop thinking about it. So as soon as I reached home I went straight to my room and opened the card.
Sweetheart,
Today I'm giving you this Lavender rose expressing my feelings. Lavender rose express love at first sight. And from the moment I saw you I believed that you are the one for me. It felt like angel was walking down the stairs and I had to make her mine...
This is my way of expressing my feelings for you. Your eyes are so beautiful that it speaks for you. You are the harmony for my music. I want to be with you. But I'm also scared of confronting to you...
"Butterflies comes to pretty flowers " You are as pretty as this flower. And I want to be the butterfly, be the one to smell you, taste you and love you. Protect you and be there for you.
Love,
Your admirer...
I was on cloud 9 after reading this. It was the first time anything like this happened with me. Maybe moving here in this small town wasn't bad. But then I'm suddenly reminded of the reason of moving. I keep that flower and card in a drawer and remind myself 'Don't fall for this. This might be some creepy way of populars bullying you.'
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13 DAYS : 13 ROSES
Short StoryLove story of Carly Garrett Carly is new to rosewood high and is reserved mystery. She doesn't talk to anyone nor is interested in making friends. But what happens when one day she starts receiving roses from a secret admirer? Will he able to break...
