THE YELLOW DAISY
DISCLAIMER-DON'T OWN DANNY PHANTOM
Sam's POV
Why doesn't he notice me?
Is there something wrong with me?
Not pretty enough?
Not like those other girls?
Why doesn't he notice me?
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Have you ever taken a flower off the ground, and plucked the petals off of it, murmuring "he loves me, he loves me not"? I did that once, and it ended in "He loves me". Excited, I ran off to school, and saw him with another girl. Heartbroken, I swore never to believe those again. Two years later, I still stand by my decision.
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I walked along the sidewalk of Amity Park's park, the wind blowing my wavy black hair off my face. Stopping, I saw a bright yellow daisy sticking out of the muddy ground. Hesitant, I picked up the flower. Gently plucking the petals off the stem, I did something I swore I would never do.
"He loves me…"
"He loves me not…"
Finally, I picked the last one.
"He loves me…not."
Sighing, I dropped my head and the flower. Suddenly, I felt two warm hands and arms slither around my waist. At first I was shocked, but the touch seemed familiar.
"D-Danny?" I whispered. From behind me came the bright yellow daisy I had dropped. But it had one yellow petal on it. Turning around, my eyes wide, I locked them with his icy blue ones. He pulled me into a soft kiss.
He loves me.
Thank you all who read! Please review! I know it's short but just a little idea about something every girl has done, Goth or Prep.
-E.J.W.
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