After class
'Ok, I've dropped my message in. I just hope it isn't TOO mushy.' I thought, my fingers shaking with nervousness. Would I stand a chance? Ren would most definitely have many pink heart-shaped slips lying on HIS table. I sat down and sighed. Would I even get one? 'Ok, everyone. Get ready; your messages are about to be read out.' Mr. Tiramisu announced, clearing his throat once more for good measure. A few shrieks and giggles of protest, before one of the popular girls raised her hand to silence it. 'Yes, Ayumi? ' Mr. Tiramisu asked. She glared at him. ' You didn't mention reading it out,' she pointed out. Mr. Tiramisu shrugged. 'Did I?' he was feigning innocence, though he was as lousy an actor as (please fill in the name of an actor you hate so as to make this story more real). An Oscar- worthy performance, I think NOT. He then shot us all a plastic smile. 'Well, I guess I forgot to tell you. Never mind now, keep your ears open for your message!' The minute I heard that, my chin hit the desk with a soft thud. God, noooooo…. I would be embarrassed! Slowly each message was read out, all expertly written in poetry form. I put my fingers in my ears as he read yet another one.
It must have been a few minutes before he read in a monotone, now losing all his excitement, 'I wish that you would open up your heart and tell me what you think
Because without an idea of how you feel my heart will begin to sink. I hate how you act so cool about everything, and I bet that even if I told you I loved you you would never react. So now I hope you read this message and I hope you prove me wrong about my bet. Crush's name: Tao Ren.' MY MESSAGE? Aaah…. Utter, utter, and utter humiliation coming my way! As Ren walked to the front to grab his message for about the tenth time (duh, his countless fan girls were sure to write their messages), he turned his head at a 90-degree angle, so that his gaze met my mortified one. He winked, and then in his usual cool style, went back to his seat. OH MY GOSH…HE KNEW? I had a feeling I would never, ever be able to talk to Ren the way I used to again.
'Let's just say I admire you from afar.
Your smile lights up the room like the brightest star.
This poem may be cheesy,
But you won't mind if you were with me.
Crush's name: Pirika.'
Whoa. I sat up straight. After almost trillions of poems and confessions, I'd fallen asleep. Until I heard my name. Was I in trouble?' Hello, Miss Pirika, care to help out here by walking up to the front and taking this?' He waved a tiny pink slip. WHAT? FOR ME? Instant energy boost! I quickly pushed my chair aside and ran forward. When I was back on my seat again, I couldn't stop reading it over and over again. Wow… a secret admirer! I flushed with embarrassment mixed with giddiness. I was so happy. I wondered who it was….
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