We were walking home. I haven't said a word any of my sisters yet. Kitty and Lydia, knows I am mad at them. I never wanted everyone to know about this. This was between me and the guy. But I talked to people I trusted. Or thought I could trust.

"Lizzy, are you still mad at us?" Lydia asked me.

I didn't say a word to them. I was still mad at them. I just hope they didn't scare him away. But with my luck they did.

"Come on Lizzy. We were only trying to help you find him quicker. Are you really not going to talk to us?" Kitty said.

I didn't even answer her. We then got home. I went right to my room. I didn't want to be around anyone right now. But I know I was not going to be alone. Jane was right behind me. She knows I am not okay.

Once we were in the bedroom. She asked me,

"Are you okay?"

"Fine." I said. I didn't know truly how to feel about what they did. I know they only wanted to help. But really that way. Where in their right mind to think ask ever guy in that place? Now everyone knows. They probably scared them away.

"Elizabeth, you know you can't ignore them forever." Jane told me.

"I know. I just ignoring them until tomorrow. If I say anything to them. I will regret it. I don't want to do that Jane." I told her. I know once I open my mouth and words go flying. I can't take them back.

"I know. So, what are you going to do about your secret admirer?" She asked me.

"I have no idea. I just hope Kitty and Lydia didn't scare him away." I told her truthfully.

"I hope so too." Jane said giving me a small smile.

A lot has happened since that day. I haven't got a note since that day. Kitty and Lydia scared him away. Now I will never figure out who was leaving the notes in my locker. I was at Jane's locker with her.

"So, nothing?" Jane asked me.

"Nope." I said. I was kind of sad that I had no notes coming to me.

"I am sorry Elizabeth." She told me.

"Not your fault." I told her.

"What's not Jane's fault?" James asked when he walked over to us with John and Markise. But Charles and Darcy was with them too.

"Nothing." I said.

"What is wrong Lizzy? Why so sad?" John asked putting his arm around me.

"I am not sad." I told him.

"Okay. Whatever you say." He said to me.

I then looked at them and asked,

"So, are we playing nice?"