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Ch. 17

"It's not that I'm afraid I'm not enough for her,

It's not that I can't find the words to say,

But when she's with hims he seems happier

And I don't wanna take that away.

How many times can I see your face?

How many times will you walk away?

I just have to let you know,"

I finally realize, this isn't a normal letter, but some kind of song or poem.

"I'm not trying to start a fire with this flame,

But I'm worried that your heart might feel the same,

And I have to be honest with you baby, 

Tell me if I'm wrong, and this is crazy,

But I got you this rose, and I need to know,

Will you let it die or let it grow?

It's not that I don't care about the love you have,

It's not that I don't want to see you smile,

But there's no way that he can feel the same,

'Cause when I think of you, my mind goes wild.

You can tell me to stop if you already know,

Though I'm not sure my heart can take it,

But the look on your face says don't let me go.

I'm not trying to start a fire with this flame, 

But I'm worried that your heart might feel the same, 

And I have to be honest with you baby, 

Tell me if I'm wrong and this is crazy but I got you this rose and I need to know,

Will you let it die or let it grow?

-L. Santos

(look in the top drawer of your dresser)"

   I hop up from my bed, quicker than ever, and pull open the top drawer of my dresser to reveal a rose. I try my best to hold back my tears, I want to hug him more than anything right now. Vivi was right, I have no idea what I'm putting Lucas through, and I have to fix it.

   I walk into class the next day and I see Lucas sitting down quietly. I softly blush and walk up to him, tapping him on the shoulder. When he turns around I smile.