boobs not boys

8

4 months before: valentine's day

The heart shaped banners were draped along the eggshell coloured corridor walls.

The thought of romance repulsed her as she strolled down the endless corridor between the lovers; she was a seraph weeping internally at the blossoming relationships around her, whilst she was banished out into the underworld.

Melancholy washed over her in waves of discomfort, and she could feel her demons submerging her into a deep sadness.

She just wanted the one she loved.

As she opened her locker with a heavy hand, a neatly folded pink note slipped out from underneath her textbook for her next lesson.

Her heart ignited in a fiery heat as she unfolded the paper in her trembling hands; an eruption seeped our from her chest as she read the note repeatedly, until stars glazed her vision. 

meet me at 10 at stargazer hill

dont let me down