Okay…this chapter is going to be a LITTLE short but I promise the next one will be longer! Don't forget to check out my short story iRegret and my other big story iHave you! Please read and REVIEW! Enjoy(:
~Chapter Two: Gift 1~
After lunch break, I thought I'd better go to my locker and get my books for next class. I opened my locker and sitting in the center was a glass, decorated bowl. In the bowl was candy apple red—apples. Why are their apples in my locker? I didn't put apples in my locker! Someone sneaky like me could have done this… but the only person that I told that I liked apples was…super dork…why would he give me apples? Still confused, I took the bowl to take a better look at my anonymous, strange gift; a piece of folded up paper fell out of the back. I don't remember this paper….a secret admirer for mama, perhaps? I smirked as I put the apples back and picked up the paper. Words were written incursive with red ink; For Valentine's Day perhaps?
Samantha,
The Apple is a symbol of ecstasy, fertility and abundance as well as love.
A fact: Dionysus, the Greek god of wine, offered Apples to woo Aphrodite and win her love
Maybe I could woo you Samantha, and win your love? A little birdie told me you like apples… Enjoy your first gift. ~Your admirer
Gah….Fredweirdo…. why'd you have to tell one of your dorky AV friends I like apples? This has to be from some nerd because of the "fact" about "Greek history" and all the expressive vocabulary.
Why can't a cool guy admire me? Like a hot senior who plays football or something… Why a dorky nerd?
I didn't turn down the gift though because I like apples. I'll just keep the apples in here and stuff them in my backpack when I leave today. "Whatcha got Sam?" I heard my best friend's voice behind me.
I turned around and I saw her peeking over my shoulder, trying to read my note. I grinned mischievously and shrugged. "Read for yourself" I offered Carly the note.
She arched an eyebrow and took the paper. I just smiled as I watched her read the gushy-gushy romance and what not. "Oh my god, Sam! Do you know who this could be?" Carly almost shrieked after she read it.
"A nerd" I snatched the note from her and stuffed it in my pockets.
"Freddie?" she smiled. "No! Why do you think it's Freddie? God, no!"
"Because…"
"No Carls, look at the gift" I pointed at my locker. She looked inside my locker and saw the apples. "Apples?" "Yeah, I told Freddie I liked apples"
"So it is Freddie?" Carly almost screamed like a little girl again.
"No it's not! In the note this anonymous "admirer" said a little birdie told him I like apples. Freddie is the little birdie. He can't be both!"
"Uh-huh" Carly smiled and lifted her eyebrows. I just rolled my eyes.
Why does she want the admirer to be Freddie? I thought she liked Freddie. She is the one who be-smooched him after she got him out of the shower anyways. The next bell rung.
"See ya in History" Carly said as she left. I just nodded, I'd leave later. Speaking of the nerd, here comes Fredamama Benson. "Hey Benson" I greeted him angrily.
"What Puckett? I'm trying to get to History, like you should too"
"Eh whatever, did you tell any of your AV friends I like apples?" I said, grabbing his shirt collar. His eyes grew wide as he looked at my vicious face.
"Why..."
"I found a bowl of apples and a mushy love note with some dork trying to "woo me and my love" I don't know who you talked to or what he's trying to do…but he's going to suffer if he wants to be with mama"
"He is?" Freddie gulped. "So you do know him?" I asked him. Freddie paused a little before he replied. He looked at me in my eyes and tried to step back. I just squeezed his shirt harder.
"Um…yeah, kind of" he finally replied. Okay…so Freddie told I nerd that he knows I like apples, and here comes "Future Mr. Puckett"…or so he thinks. "What's his name?" I asked him, I am so going to hunt down this love stricken dork. "Can't…really say" Freddie tried to look away from my eyes as much as possible. Ah…why isn't Fredduccini cooperating with me? He knows what I can do to him!
"You better tell me his name!" I yelled in his face.
"Or what? You'll give me a wedgie?" he finally backed up to my height and secured his feet to the ground.
"Not exactly" I smirked and bit hard on his neck. "Ow!" Freddie screamed, trying to push me away. The more he tried to push me, the more I tightened my grip on his shirt. I decided to leave him with a chilling reminder "The more I hear from this guy…the more you get it"
