"So, are we playing nice?"
"Always." Markise said.
"Okay. Sure." I said.
We talked for a bit. Darcy just stood there quiet. Like always. He never really say much if he doesn't have an opion to put in.
"So, have you heard from your special guy lately?" John asked me.
"No. I think Kitty and Lydia scared him off. Whatever. If he wasn't brave enough to come to me in person then he is nothing special. Just another one of these losers." I told him.
"She has spoken her mind. Who ever he was has not chances now." James said.
"Probably not. To have a chance after doing that he probably have to do something huge. To impress her." Markise said.
"Probably." I said.
"So, you think that because he was secret about who he was is him being a scared or shy?" Darcy asked me.
"Yes. A true man can say it in person." I told him.
"What if he wanted to be different? Or he was just nerves?" Darcy asked me.
Here he goes with his opion in this. I thought he was going to be quiet for the whole time. But I was wrong. I then said,
"If he was trying to b different. Then where is it. Anyone could put a piece of paper in someones locker. With the nerves part. EVeryone gets nerves. But that is what makes you brave when you came do it." I told him.
"True. So, that wasn't different then to you?" He asked me.
"No. That wasn't. It was nice but not different." I said.
Then the bell rang. We then headed to our seprate away. Why was he wondering all that? Does he know who my secret admirer is? No. He couldn't. He was just being nosy.
*Darcy's POV*
So, she thought that was different. Okay. Then I have to figure something else without giving it away. You know what. I think I know it. But I have to be really sneaken and clever with this one. I then walked to my next class.
It was lunch time. I was at my locker. I need to get a few things. Also, I need time to think. No one really in the halls. They all go get lucnh. It was a beautiful day out. When I got done at my locker. I went to get my own lunch. I then went to find Charles. Of course he was sitting with the Bennets. I don't mind sitting there. It's just that I can take some much of the three youngest sisters. The oldest isn't that bad. I can put up with her. Also, I know Charles really likes her. But the one reason I sit there is because of the second oldest. Once I got to the table I realized she wasn't there.
