"Just wait, you'll find the one someday" I was tired of hearing that I was tired of people saying I would find that special guy someday, I was just tired of trying to find him altogether, looking up at the clock on the ceiling, ticking painfully slow, English, my last class of the day, it always drove me nuts how slow the class went, the class is interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Rose delivery!" Some girls say, the teacher lets them in and they starts to pass out roses, it's Valentine's Day, did I forget to mention that? Well if didn't, then there you go, the girls walk in and start handing out roses to each guy and girl that got one, I always think its dumb, I guess mainly because I never get anything, which makes me sad and mad at the same time.
I look back down at my notes, doodling random pictures on the paper and then something is being handed to me, I look over and there is a beautiful rose being handed to me.
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I look around for a second and then back to the girl.
"Wait me?" I ask and she nods her head as I grab the rose from her, why would someone get me something this beautiful?
"Beautiful isn't it? Happy Valentines Day (Y/N)." she says as she leaves my desk, I examine the rose for a second and then read the card.
"A Beautiful Rose For A Beautiful Girl, Happy Valentines Day Love" - Anonymous.
A complete stranger sent me a rose, a beautiful rose to be exact, but why me? I'm nothing special, I'm just the quiet girl who listens to her music constantly and loudly and goes to way to many concerts, how could someone like me? The bell rings, signaling that the day has ended, I head to my locker, my mind still not wrapping around the whole rose deal, when I open my locker, a note falls out, I pick it up and read it.
"There are no words to describe how beautiful she is, or how special she is, or my love for her. To put these things into words would be to define them, To quantify them, which means to limit them. There would be a beginning and an end. There is no definition fitting, nor any limit, nor beginning or end to her beauty, or to how special she is, or my love for her. My love for her." - Anonymous
I smile, no one had ever done this for me, ever, while I smile at the note and the rose, someone taps my shoulder, I look up and see Shawn, a sweet boy in my senior class, he moved her a month after school began, we didn't speak a lot, but when we did, butterflies erupted in my stomach, I thought he was so handsome, sweet, and cute, if only I knew if he felt the same way about me.
"Hi Shawn!" I say as I shut my locker, he leans against it.
"Hi (Y/N)." He says with a smile, I look down to see a bunch of roses in his hand.
"I see you got some roses!" I say, he nods.
"Yea, guess I have a few admirers, but none of them were from that special girl I like." He says, I frown a little.
"Such a beautiful rose you have there." He says as he grabs it from my hand, he brings it up to smell it.
"Yea, I don't know who it's from, but whoever it is from is also left this note in my locker, such a sweet person, if only I knew who they were." I say as I take the rose back and examine it.
"Guess they picked that beautiful rose because you're a beautiful girl." He says, I look up at him quickly, the line from the card on my rose.
"You sent the rose and the note." I say, he smiles and looks down a little and nods.
"Yea I did." He says looking at me, I smile, I reach up and give him a sweet kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you." I say as proceed to give him a hug.
"You're the sweetest guy ever, no ones ever done this for me." I say, he hugs back and I feel him smile against my neck.
"Your welcome sweetheart, you deserve them." He says as he pulls back to look at me, I smile.
"I'm glad you told me it was you and also I'm sorry for not getting you anything." I say, he smiles.
"Don't be, I'm just glad you know how I feel about you know." He says grabbing my free hand.
"Well if you must know, I feel the same way Shawn." I say, he smiles and then leans in to kiss my cheek.
"I was also wondering, would you go to the Valentine's dance with me on Saturday?" He asks, I smile and nod my head.
"I would love to Shawn." I say as I give him a big hug.
