They laughed, teased, and entitled her depressed and sad because she had only one friend, me. She alleged she will, and she did.
The note read "LM GSV 22ND LU GSRH NLMGS..."
I only understood the "22ND" part. But the 22ND of which month and what's happening is the question. Today was the 20TH.
She then spotted me looking in her bag. "What's that?" She wasn't happy at all.
"Sorry Fiona, here's your pencil cake you send me for. Error, pencil case," I nervously responded.
"What's it you've seen? You always make word mistakes when you have seen something awkward or something you not supposed to see."
I shifted back from her locker and presented the paper to her.
She looked worried all of a sudden. "Oh that. Come, follow me." She took me to the "PRIVATE CORNER".
"I wanted to tell you earlier but it looks like this is still a good time. Thank you for how you have treated me and that I will be leaving."
"Why are you telling me in secret? Won't the school know and publicize it eventually?
"No, you don't understand. That's what I always loved about you: jumping into conclusions. So let me tell you," she sighed.
YOU ARE READING
CLOSE YOUR EYES
RomanceClose your eyes, what do see? Black? But there's a little white. But it's not about the color; it's about what you imagine. Whether you see yourself in the next few years, whether you see a better world or whether you see you and the person you love...
