Saturday; 9:15
I woke up by a knock on my the door. My dad wasn't home all day, so l was forced to answer. When l got outside, there was nobody around. Instead, on the place mat was a single rose. I picked it up and read the small card attached to it.
' l know ' and it ended there.
Weird.
I took the rose anyways and put it in a tall glass of water. I don't like roses, but I shouldn't just let it die.
10:32
I went upstairs to get more shut-eye, but the bell rang again.
I answered it, and obviously, there was nobody around. Just another rose.
' you're not '
What's with all these unfinshed messages?
I added the rose to the glass and put the note next to the other one.
It seems that l won't be getting any more sleep, so l brushed my teeth, showered, and got some toast, almost burning my hand in the process.
10:57
The doorbell made the same obnoxious sound for the third time, and *surprise* there was nobody behind the door. Just another rose.
' into this'
I took a look across the street, and behind the bushes, and all over the house, but nobody was around. This person must run really fast, or be the size of a leprechaun, because they were impossible to find.
I added it to the glass, and the note to the pile, and put away my dishes from breakfast.
11:46
Just as expected, the doorbell rang, with another rose and a note.
' kind of stuff'
I know you're not into this kind of stuff
12:49
' but l'
This was starting to annoy me. Why couldn't this just be in one note?
1:39 PM
' really'
2:13 PM
'wanted'
And that was about it for a while. l thought the person may have realized he got a wrong address, because the notes just stopped.
4:46
' to do'
Apparently not. I guess they were really meant for me. I couldn't tell who's writing that was, but it was a very neat cursive. Almost as if my grandma was writing a letter to me. But l don't think she'd be able to ding-dong-ditch anytime soon.
I know you're not into this kind of stuff but i really wanted to do
5:29
Note nine, Rose nine
' something'
6:00
'romantic'
7:07
'for once.'
I know you're not into this kind of stuff but I really wanted to do something romantic for once.
Great, a full sentence. But from who? It couldn't be anyone l know...

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The Band Boy
FanfictionSometimes you get what you want. Sometimes, you don't. And sometimes, when life's a bitch, it gives it to you, just not exactly how you wanted it.