Chap. 12
When I reached the school, I walked towards my locker. I was wearing a grey hoodie and a pair of black jeans. I also had my gloves inside my back pack in case it got cold.
My hair was in a pony tail and I draped the hood to cover my head to cover my face. I couldn't bear with having any one leaving remarks about me after yesterday. I was still hurt. And I never wanted to face too much again.
So, I figured. that I might as well hide my ugly face from them. It was better for me and them at the same time. I got to get away from every thing they threw at me, and they got away from getting angry when they see me, right?
When I reached my locker, I collected the notes and the letters that were tucked to my locker. Though, I didn't read them like I always did. I wasn't i the mood to cry or pity myself. And I was even feeling weird for it. But somehow... I was happy. And I'm just saying, happiness was never a common part of my life.
Today, Noah was going to show me that 'place' he told me about last night. Although I was scared, I was excited at the same time.
I really liked the new things Noah had introduced to me. Like that park place, and how I saw the world from a different view when he took me out to walk in the street on that day.
I was still scared to actually look around the place and take in every scene I walked past like I did that day. However, I was so much better than before. I never even dared to lift my eyes off the ground before all of this.
It was so crazy how much having a single friend could change your whole life. Comparing with before, I was a much happier person now.
I opened my locker and found a small pile of some other notes that had gotten in there through my locker's openings. I pushed them aside, but I only picked up one specific note out of them. The one that had the small flower tucked to it. Well, I expected one flower.
Today, it had two flowers tucked to it. And yes, both of them were squished from the way they were pushed into my locker openings as always.
I couldn't help but chuckle at this. It was so... Sweet? I didn't know what was the suitable word... But it was really amusing how he was so insistent on getting the flower into my locker along with the piece of paper as if it was his job.
Anyone else wouldn't have bothered. But then again, anyone else would have left me an insult and brought no flowers at all.
I looked closely at the two flowers. One of them was the usual white flower he left me. I knew exactly what it looked like and it's name -which was 'a white carnation'- from the times he left it for me before.
However, I've never seen the other flower before today. To be honest, I've never seen any flowers in my whole life before I met Noah, aside from roses because I read about them a lot in books and saw them in movies.
It was a white flower as well. But it looked so different. It's center was yellow and round and it had a lot of small long petals. I smelled it and I smiled when I felt how good it smelled.
I tucked the two flowers into my pocket then started opening the note. It was folded neatly as always so I tried my best to not to rip it apart as I unfolded it.
I smiled at the words that were written there in the note. Those notes always made my day. And I was beyond thankful to Noah for all this. I read it again, my smile never leaving my face.
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