It all started with a rose

Friday

The clock haden't even struck 1 and Lena was already sick of the day. No matter what happend, it seemed as if nothing could go right for her. And now she was headed back to her locker 20 minutes into math class just to retreve her math book which she had earlier mistaken for her biology book.

Walking towards her locker Lena spotted a light pink rose sticking out of a slot in her locker with a ribbon ataching it to a note. Glairing at the offending piece of flora she tore the envelope open not really caring if she damaged or ripped its contenence at all. At first she thought some moron must have mistook her locker to be someone else's who would now be unmercifully mocked for the next week at the very least. That being said Lena definetly wasnt expecting it to be addressed to her.

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Lena,

I know flowers arn't your thing, and especially not pink. But I'm sure you are aware that diferent colored roses have different meanings.

Pink is admiration

I stare at you and look at your profile and can't help but admire your beauty. The way you speak your mind without a care of who it cuts or takes offence. The way you saunter down the halls as if its your own place. I watch you as everyday passes by, always watching every muscle twitch in your expresions, every flicker in your eyes, I listen to every word you say.

And every day I find something new to  admire about you. I'm hoping you havent just tossed this card int he trash and crumpled up the flower into tiny little peices that now litter the floor around you.

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Lena stood there quite dumbfoundidly for a while not sure how to process what she just read. She re read the note again and again. Who on earth payed this much attention to her. Well there is James, but he's never done anything like this before. Carefully pulling the rose out of the gap taking a deep whiff. It was way more fragrent then any rose she had smelt before. Carfelly placing in and the note in her locker. She grabbed the correct text book this time, and making a mental note to keep an eye out for people observing no her more then usual.

The rest of the day carried on like normal, apart from Lena looking around like a paranoid nut trying to find out which slightly stalkative lunatic was stupid enough to give her a rose as a gift. She was way more alert then usual but the only thing she saw was Winn. But really he wouldn't have the brain capassity to do anything this sweet. His brain was full of computers there was no chance that this could be him besides he was going  out with Lyrah anyway.

While shuffling things in and out of her locker Lena did wonder what to do with the rose. Part of her wanted to crumple it up and throw it away like a peice of trash. But the other half wanted to keep it safe and hold it like it was her own child. For the mean time she settled on gently placing it on top of the text books in her bag before heading out to the parking lot.