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Mara looked at the note and the next rose, right where she usually sat. She smiled happily and read it while munching on breakfast, which had been laid out for her. An over-easy egg, and three crepes with cinnamon-suger and whip cream. Who even knew that that was her favourite?
The note said: Heh. Like the poem? I thought you would! I'm quite proud of the fact that I impressed the god of poetry's daughter with a poem. Anyways, these next notes will be filled with the reasons I love you, and why you're amazing. The next one will be found where we all gorge ourselves on candy!
Enjoy your breakfast.
I love you.
PS, Be sure to thank Grover. He hooked me up with the perfect roses!
Mara couldn't keep the smile of her face as she finished her delicious breakfast. She didn't even hit Musa when she pestered her about her "Secret" admirer! When Mara read the part about where the next note would be, she didn't have to think before she knew: The camp convenience store. He had once seen her and Melody stuffing their faces with chocolate there.
As she headed to the store, she thought about why Connor would do this. She had almost let him kiss her in the third week of January, then almost again on the second day of February. She had mentaly slapped herself afterward, for two reasons. One, for almost letting him kiss her. Two, for not letting him finish.
Sigh.
When she got to the convenience store, she looked around, not really knowing what she was looking for. It wasn't in the magazines, the bread, or lethal weapons. Then, when she had given up, she went to get herself a chocolate bar. There, in a row of her favourite, (Twix) she saw a red rose, and a small note. Of corse, if he knew her favourite breakfast, he would know her favourite chocolate bar. Why not? She tried to be sarcastic, but it was hard when she couldn't stop grinning. The note said:
You make me lose all control.
(Like you with a twix bar.)
I love you.
The next is in your favourite place in your favourite cabin.
Mara laughed, bought the chocolate bar, and raced to her cabin. She wondered. Did he actually know where her favourite room was? She answered that herself. OF COURSE HE DID. She kissed him there on Christmas Eve.
She ran into the recording studio, and found a note and a rose taped to a CD on top of her 'eighties boombox. She added the rose to her growing collection, and read the note:
Number 5 says it all.
She thought for a moment, then put the CD in her boombox and went to song number 5. The music filled the air, and Mara couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry with joy.
You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed
Sing like a bird
Dizzy in my head
Spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold
Buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Oh, you make me smile
So she decided to sing along instead. She felt the same way for him. The note continued. It said: Go to the home of Einstein's decendants!
Mara laughed, and raced to the Athena cabin. The next note said:
You're clever enough to belong here.
But fun enough to not!
Next, go to the eerie place where supermodels go to die. *shivers *
I LOVE YOU!
Mara smiled and ran, more enthuisiastic than ever before, to the Aphrodite cabin. The note awaited her.
You're beautiful enough to belong here.
But awesome enough to not!
The notes sent her all over camp, saying things from "How strong you are" in the Ares cabin, to "Your smart mouth is so freaking hot!" in the "dicipline" room.
Until the second last one said :Your favourite place in the whole camp.
She ran to her creek, the one in the meadow in the forest. Of course, it was early Frebruary, so everything was white and snowy, but the small meadow was still beautiful. She didn't see anyone when she got there. As she looked around, a strong arms wrapped around her waist, and she heard: "The last and best reason? You're so different from any girl I've ever met, nor ever will meet. I love you, Mara."
Mara didn't hesitate for a moment. She turned around, and kissed him lovingly. She was tired of pretending she didn't want him, that she despised him. It wasn't true. It wouldn't go on any longer.