Summary:

I got up and said goodbye to my friends, walking to my locker. Nobody was in the hall because everybody was eating outside, or in the cafeteria. My locker was #316, a top locker. I unlocked it, 06-28-24. Something fell out, onto the floor. They were blood red roses. I picked them up. They were dead, reeking of the smell, and crumbling in my hands. My stomach turned and threw them in the trash. Even though they were my favorite flowers, they gave me a haunting feeling.

I got my history book and slammed my locker shut. Turning around, I stumbled into Matthew. He gently grabbed my forearms to balance me and asked, “You okay?”

I replied, “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit out of it.”

He stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked away, asking, “Can I come over after school? I want to talk to you about something.” He paused before adding, “And not here, at school.”

I smiled told him he could. The bell rang and we had to go to our classes.