*one and a half weeks before prom*
"I love you"
"I always have loved you"
"I always will love you"
Those are the three notes you have received in your locker this week. You feel like You should recognize the writing, but you don't. Jenna, your best friend of eight years, should. After all she is quite the social butterfly, unlike you, the introverted nerd.
When You take them to her house she starts cracking up.
"So you do know who wrote them? " you ask.
"Well let's see..... Yes! But the question is not who wrote them, but rather who they are from." Jenna says, trying not to laugh
"What? I don't under stand." You say, confused.
"You see, if I was writing to you, but didn't want you to know who it was, I would have someone else write the notes for me." She says with a tone in her voice that suggests mischief. "So when... Someone.... Came to me asking for me to write you these I thought 'sure!'"
Then she looks quickly at the clock
"(Y/N), you need to leave. NOW."
"What if I don't want to leave?"
"Trust me, you do. "
And with that you leave out the back exit, but not before glimpsing a dark shadow of a man entering Jenna's house.
*one week before prom*
As you walk down the hall, You are surprised to see Konnor , the school's most notorious player standing next to your locker with a bouquet of orange tulips in hand. When he sees you his face lights up and he walks over to greet you. When he reaches you he bends over slightly and whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine,"(Y/N), would you give me the pleasure of accompanying me to prom?
Stunned with shock You reply
"It would be my greatest pleasure, Mr. Roberts, to accompany you to prom" With that You walk off, happiness making you float like a cloud through the day.
*3 hours before prom*
"(y/N), dear, Konnor is here to pick you up!" Your mother yells from downstairs
"Coming mom!"You yell back, quickly glancing at yourself in the mirror. Jenna did a great job. You look beautiful, but honestly nothing like yourself. Your once frizzy red hair has been tamed to a silky braid with a few glowing garnet curls let lose to frame your face. Your RayBans have disappeared for the night, contacts taking their place. Jenna kept the make up simple and clean. Just a bit of light gold eye shadow, mascara, and eyeliner. Your dress is dark navy and flowy. You look perfect.
When You rush downstairs, You see that Konnor is giving you a run for your money in his "tuxedo" which consists of a pair of black skinny jeans, a white tee shirt, a relaxed fix blazer and a skinny tie. Not to mention his ever present boots.
Your mom clears her throat. "So um.. I guess whenever you guys are done checking each other out I can take some pictures?"
You blush "Mom!"
"What can I say, I speak the truth!" She says with a wink.
*15 minutes before prom*
"How did you like dinner?" He asks me taking a quick glance in your direction.
"Hmm. I have got to say. It was the best dinner at Wendy's that I have ever had." You say trying not to laugh. Then, as you go into the turn lane, a semi going the wrong way hits you at full speed. You pass out. You think Konnor does too, but You can't be sure.
