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On Monday morning, I walked to my locker going over the list of people who could have sent me that gorgeous cake.
Brent- ex-boyfriend, now dating Juliette...HAHA YEAH NO.
Creeper Manager- But Shelly said he didn't so...no.
Owen- hot kid in a lot of my classes. We talk and text a lot and he's a huge flirt. But he has a girlfriend. So...no, right?
Ugh. It bugged me so much that I couldn't figure out who it was. I opened my locker and a note fell out. I put my books in and picked up the paper. When I unfolded it, all I saw was the letter R.
OOH A CLUE!
Ryan? Rob? Riley? No, those are just too wrong. Oh come on, I NEED to know who this is!
Juliette slammed her locker shut next to me and asked, "So loser, do anything over the weekend? Oh of course not, that's right, you have no life."
OH IT IS SO ON BITCH. "Actually," I cut in, "I did get a HUGE, BEAUTIFUL, DELICIOUS chocolate cake from a special man." Ha, suck on that you whore. And with that, I strutted down the hallway to my first period class.
Anya rushed in and sat down next to me, out of breath. "Did you find out who it was?"
I shook my head. "No, but I did get a note in my locker this morning. It just had the letter R," I said with a shrug.
"Ooh so it's someone with an R name! Ok, who we got?"
I laughed at my best friend. "It's not gonna be that easy. And besides, what if that's not what the R stands for? I'm gonna end up asking a ton of guys if they sent me a cake and they'll just be like 'Da fuck?'."
She shook her head. "But you have to try and figure this out!"
"Well what am I supposed to do? I'm just going to try and focus on other things, I guess."
Anya let out a dreamy sigh. "Oh, what if he's just the perfect man?"
I snorted. "Yeah, cause my 'perfect man' is in high school. Sure."
"Hey it could happen!"
"Uh huh. Let me know when it does."
She rolled her eyes at me as our teacher walked in. "Ok students, let's begin our lab!"
Oh today just keeps getting better and better.
I was hanging out and studying at the library with Anya when Shelly walked by and slipped a note under my book. I gave her a curious look as she passed and, as if on cue, she turned around and gave me a huge smile. I slid the note out and unfolded it, all the while staring at the handwriting on the top: 'Mira'. Anya whispered, "Open it already!"
Well geez.
"Mira,
I can't stop thinking about you.
215-555-0967
Love,
Your (not so secret anymore) Admirer"
I giggled and passed the note to Anya. I watched her scan over it and squeal when she finished. "So this is the mystery man!"
I bit my lip and grinned like an idiot. "Yeah, but who is it?"
"WELL TEXT HIM!"
"Girls!" Our librarian, Mrs. Burke, reprimanded us.
"Sorry!" we whispered back.
"Text him," Anya whispered again.
"Ok. Alright, I will. Um...what exactly do I say?"
She rolled her eyes. "Oh lord baby Jebus. Gimme." She grabbed my phone and typed out a message, looked at the note to confirm the number, and confidently handed back my phone.
Hey, it's Mira. I got your note.
Huh. Why didn't I think of that?
Anya sighed and leaned back in her chair. "And now we wait..."
"C'mon!" I yelled at the stupid phone. It lit up and Anya fell out of her seat. "Get up get up get up!"
She crawled over to my side of the table and jumped into the chair next to me. "Read it out loud!" she squealed.
"Ok, Ok...ready?
Hey. It's Kendall ;)
OH SHIT ANYA IT'S KENDALL HE REMEMBERS ME HE GOT MY NUMBER KENDALL SCHMIDT HAS MY NUMBER ANYA I'M TEXTING KENDALL SCHMIDT AND HOLY SCHMIDT HE SENT ME A WINKY FACE!"
"Hey genius, you have to respond to him!"
"Oh fuck, you're right! What should I say?"
Anya smacked my shoulder. "I'm not giving you your conversation! Talk about what you feel like talking about. This is your dream man here."
I nodded. "Right. Mmhm. Ok. Texting Kendall Schmidt. Uh huh. Yup."
"MIRA!"
"I'm sorry, I'm nervous!"
I heard Shelly's laugh and saw her approaching our table. "So, he responded huh?"
"YOU KNEW!" I yelled at her. Mrs. Burke glared at me so I clamped a hand over my mouth. "Right, sorry! We'll just uh, go outside." She nodded as we left.
We got outside and I turned back to Shelly. "How long have you known?"
Shelly held up her hands. "In my defense, I didn't know about the cake, ok? He's been coming in more often so I finally cracked and told him that you're crazy busy. He looked disappointed so I told him that I'd give you his number. Speaking of which...did you reply?"
FUCK. "I will now!" I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and typed a quick response.
Wow. Hi :) I can't believe I'm talking to you right now!
He responded faster this time...YAY. I'd rather we talk in person :)
Sure! Um...where should we meet?
You wanna come over to my place? The guys are over, but I want them to meet you
Sounds fun! Meet you there soon :)
Awesome. Here's the address
"Mira!"
"Huh?" I snapped my head up from my phone. "Oh...sorry guys," I added with a sheepish grin. "He wants me to go over to his place, like right now!"
"Mir, I'll cover your tutoring session, now go!" Anya ordered.
"You sure? I mean, I can meet him another time if-"
"No!" she cut me off. "You are going now. I will shove you into your car if I have to."
I laughed and gave them both hugs. "Thanks guys! You're the best!"
I put Kendall's address into the GPS and turned on the car.
HOLY MOTHER OF FUCKING FUCK I'M GOING TO KENDALL SCHMIDT'S HOUSE.
