POV: Lilly ( New York, America)
Class is stupid. I hate it. I looked around and seen the teacher giving yet another boring lecture. I grinned and grabbed a piece of paper and pen.
To Margo
Stab me?
Lilly
I suppressed a laugh and threw it at her back. She turned around and grinned. She picked it up, carefully so as not to get caught. She ran her fingers over the top flap and dramatically opened it, getting a paper cut.
I couldn't hold back my laugh, and the teacher glares at me. I laughed harder and harder.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
I suddenly got quiet and looked at the door. The teacher giving yet another knowing look at me, opens the door.
Oh shit!
The door widens and I seen a boy. Not just any boy, but a boy. The boy? He was flawless...and looking at me?
I smirk and give Margo a knowing look. She laughed.
YOU ARE READING
The Plaid Love
Short StoryWhy is it hard to find 'the one'? Once you do, your life is completely changed. What are the chances of ever seeing them again? No one knows and that's the hard part.
