Sam sat down at one of the tables in the library and right away opened her notebook and began to write things down onto a blank page. She first wrote 'A rose is a beautiful woody perennial of the genus Rosa, within the family Rosaceae. There are over 100 species. They form a group of erect shrubs, and climbing or trailing plants, with stems that are often armed with sharp prickles. Rose plants range in size from compact, miniature roses, to climbers that can reach 7 meters in height.' She was about to keep going when Richard walked up to her with a stack of books on Roses. He put them down and pulled up a chair beside her. She looked up at him and he looked down at her, noticing she had already writen stuff down.
"I have something to confess," He said with a chuckle "I don't know that much stuff about roses."
Sam looked at him surprised "Wow, That's actually kind of shocking." She said to him and cleared her throat. "Wanna know what a rose is? A rose is a beautiful woody perennail of the genus Rosa, within the family Rosaeae. There are over 100 species. They form a group of erect shrus and climbing or trailing plans with stems that are often armed with sharp prickles. Rose plants range in size from compact, miniature roses, to climbers that can reach 7 meters in height." She noticed Richards shocked exprestion, his mouth almost hanging open after reading what she had written on the paper without looking at it. Sam blushed a bit "Sorry..."
Richard chuckled "It's alright. Did you write that all off from your memory?" He asked, very interested. He was shocked that the young girl could know stuff like that.
Sam was very shy. She hadn't talked to Richard since they dated before his parents died and she just always blushed when she was around him. She loved him, no matter how much she tried to tell herself she didn't. She had actually almost went on a date with Wally 'cause of it. Sam was a little red, not that Richard had actually noticed, he was just interesting on how she knew that much on a rose. Sam smiled slightly. "When I was younger, to me the rose was not just a flower," She explained, "It was a way into someones heart, a way to show someone that you cared for them and loved them, a way to bring joy to even something so dark." Richard listened to Sam's words and felt all warm and fuzzy inside, not realizing it, he had actually started blushing.
Richard chuckles again, but a little nerviously this time. "What is your favorite type of rose?" He asked.
Sam looked over at the rosey cheeked boy and a smile grew across her face. "The white rose." She said. "It symbolizes light, goodness, innocence, and purity even virginity too. White symbolizes safety, purity, and cleanliness. As opposed to black, white usually has a positive connotation. White can represent a successful beginning. In heraldry, white depicts faith and purity." Sam thought for a bit. "And I also like the red rose. It symbolizes fire and blood, so it is associated with energy, war, danger, strength, power, determination as well as passion, desire, and love. Red is a very emotionally intense color. It enhances human metabolism, increases respiration rate, and raises blood pressure. It has very high visibility, which is why stop signs, stoplights, and fire equipment are usually painted red. In heraldry, red is used to indicate courage. It is a color found in many national flags. Light red represents joy, sexuality, passion, sensitivity, and love. Pink signifies romance, love, and friendship. It denotes feminine qualities and passiveness. Dark red is associated with vigor, willpower, rage, anger, leadership, courage, longing, malice, and wrath." Richard just looked at her shocked. Sam smiled. "I like the dark red."
Richard had absolutely no idea what to say to her. She had just said stuff he would have never been even close to smart enough to say. He was shocked, but the words Sam spoke he knew was true and definatly agreed. Before he realized it, everyone in the library was looking at him and the new girl, Sam. Sam looked down at Richard and back at the people, who then all started clapping.
The Librarian cried happy tears. "That is the most beautiful thing I've ever heard." She said as she and everyone else in the library kept clapping. She blushed deeply and didn't know what to say, she was shy enough as it was. She had thought for a while after the people stopped clapping and then got an idea. She quickly turned in her seat and wrote down what she had just said to Richard about why she liked the red and white roses. For the rest of the class, Sam just was writing like crazy. She wouldn't put her pencil down, look up when someone wanted to talk to her, sometimes she'd just say she was busy or she didn't reply at all.
Richard on the other hand, was sitting all class reading the books that he had taken fro the shelfs in the giant library and read them all class. Simply though, Richard just liked the blue roses. He thought they were very interesting and the way Sam explained what the colors meant, he was really curious about what the color blue symbolized. Time flew by, the first period bell finally rang and Sam stood up, putting her stuff back into her bag and waited for Richard to be finished putting his books back on the shelfs. When he was finished he walked back to the table and pushed in his chair, then looked up at Sam as she stood there waiting.
"What class do you have next?" Richard asked looking up at the girl.
"Mathimatics." She said, looking back at Richard. "What do you have now?"
"Same thing." He said surprised but happily. "I can walk you there if you'd like." He said blushing.
"I'd like that." Sam said and her and Richard walked out of the library, making there way to mathimatics the way to class, Richard couldn't help but keep thinking about the words she had spoken In the library, her words were so down to earth... She was so down to earth and beautiful. Wow, Richard was falling for his ex and he didn't even know it. They walked in silence down the hall and Richard didn't like the silence, not at all did he like the silence. So he had to break it some how.
"Sam, What does the color blue symbolize?" Richard asked quickly as they turned the corner into a different hall.
Sam smiled at the question and looked at the raven haired boy. "Blue symbolizes the sky and sea. It is often associated with depth and stability. It symbolizes trust, loyalty, wisdom, confidence, intelligence, faith, truth, and heaven." She said, both them not realizing they had stoped in the middle of the hall and students were staring at them, listening. "Blue is actually considered beneficial to the mind and body. It slows human metabolism and produces a calming effect. Blue is strongly associated with tranquility and calmness. In heraldry, blue is used to symbolize piety and sincerity. Blue is a masculine color; according to studies, it is highly accepted among males. Dark blue is associated with depth, expertise, and stability; When used together with warm colors like yellow or red, blue can create high-impact, vibrant designs; for example, blue-yellow-red is a perfect color scheme for a superhero. Like Superman. Light blue is associated with health, healing, tranquility, understanding, and softness. Where as Dark blue represents knowledge, power, integrity, and seriousness." By the time she was done talking, every student and teacher in that hall was staring that them. Sam looked at Richard. "Please don't ask me to explain another colors symbolism again." Richard nodded and they both walked to class taking their seats, this time, they didn't sit right beside each other, but this time, behind each other. Sam had to sit behind Richard this time. The teacher walked in a little late. She looked like she hadn't slept in a while. She was a little white in the face and had bags under her eyes. She sat down at her desk and had almost fell asleep when she noticed Sam siting in the class, she nodded and really could barely stay awake. So she just gave them a free period.