In my heart lies a vase with five roses.
Five roses all for you with five different colors. All to show you what you mean to me.
The first rose, the yellow rose.
The yellow rose is the rose for you from me to let you know you're my friend, my best friend. That is a way to show you I'll be always there for you.
My whole body was shaking. I filled with excitement; I'd agreed to go to Hollywood Arts one of the most biggest and most wonderful schools in California. I'd been told[briefly]where my locker was going to be and what classes I was to attend[the principal would've been better off saving his breath, I was just as confused on the first day of school as I was when he told me].
I waiting for my parents to stop talking to the principal about the new arrangements when he walked up. Andre Harris.
"You were phonomemnal".
"It doesn't feel like it", I said motioning to my parents speaking to the principal and my diva of a sister.
He chuckled.
"I'll be definitley getting an A, so I think you get a little something too".
I'd noticed he'd had something behind his back, but I couldn't hide the gasp when I saw the yellow roses.
"You did amazing Tor, really".
Tor. I liked that.
"I guess I did", I whispered.
Andre hugged me tightly and gave me a peck on the cheek and placed the random strands of hair in my face.
"I'll see you on Monday"? He said it like a question.
"Most definitely".
I plopped down on my bed soon after we got home. The reason the roses weren't red was bugging me. I grabbed my Pear Phone and looked up 'Yellow Roses'.
'Yellow roses symbolize the meaning of friendship'.
Friendship; I'd have to change that.