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The Flower, The Girl and a Boy

“Its, for you.”
He blushed as he handed over the handpicked flower from the school garden.
“Happy Valentines Day.”
I smiled, “Thank-you. Its beautiful. Happy Valentines Day.” I replied.
I tossed my hair back casually over my shoulder, glancing at the gorgous ruby red flower that lay in my hand.
Inside i was dying to scream “THANK YOU ! I LOVE IT ! I LOVE YOU !”
But i didnt.
I waved goodbye and set off down the path.
I could pratically feel his gaze drilling into the back of my head, daring me to turn around.
So much of me wanted to turn around.
But i didnt.
As i prepared to round the corner, I heard him yell,
“Wait!”
I turned to face him .
He walked directly up to me, his eyes locking with mine.
Time stopped.
People rushed past us, unknowingly oblivious to him and i.
He reached into his back pocket.
I gasped.
“You…you didnt!...”

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