Chapter 5, and I'm sorry it's a little short, I've got a lot going on atm. enjoy,
Disclaimer: I do not own the fallen series.
Luce walked back to her dorm room in a daze with a towel wrapped around her wet body and her long dark hair hanging limply at her back. She walked into her room carefully, and changed into a pair of dark black jeans and a red sweater her grandmother had made when she noticed something on her bed.
Carefully, Luce walked over to it when she saw that a bouquet of a random assortment of flowers lay delicately on her pillow. There were a large variety of flowers, some of which Luce had never seen. Midnight blues, bright yellows, whites, oranges and light purples and pinks all surrounded a single white peony in the middle. It was beautiful.
"That came for you a couple minutes ago," Nora said, approvingly staring at her nails which were a deep midnight blue from her own bunk bed as she turned to swing her legs over the side. "A girl came up and said that they were for Lucinda,"
Luce grinned. Daniel, she thought, picking up the flowers and breathing in their scent. It was a beautiful mix that peonies might not have even compared to.
"Who are they from?" Nora asked, nearly bouncing with excitement. "There's a card,"
Luce shrugged and reached for the tiny piece of cardboard that was tied to a red ribbon that looped around all the flower's stems, holding them together. She flipped it over and her brow furrowed at what it said.
"Whose it from?" Nora repeated.
"It doesn't really say," Luce admitted, putting the flowers down on her desk next to the white peonies that were in a glass vase.
Nora raised an eyebrow. "What does it say then?"
"Here's your prize," Luce read. "Keep your eyes open, you've got another on the way,"
"Hmmm, interesting," Nora supposed, shaking her shoulders seductively. "Are those Moon flowers?"
"I guess," Luce shrugged, playing with one of the white flowers Nora was looking at. "Why?"
"They only bloom at night," Nora explained. "Whoever gave you that bouquet must have picked them last night and kept them healthy enough to give them to you today." She smiled. "And whoever gave them to you must know you went out with Daniel last night,"
"Why?" Luce asked curiously.
"A moon flower means dreaming of love," Nora clarified, jumping off her bed and walking over to her own desk where she picked up a small book that had many flowers on it. "I've been reading a lot about this, it's pretty interesting,"
"Hmm," Luce said, sitting down on her bed and playing with the flowers. "What do the rest of them mean?"
"Let's see," Nora mused, flipping through a bunch of pages and finally stopping at one. "That one," She pointed at a light purple flower tinted with pink. "Is Primrose. It means eternal love," Nora got up and sat down in front of Luce, flipping through more pictures. "Amaranth Globe," This time she pointed to a purple flower spotted with red petals here and there. "Is immortal love, and arbutus, that one with the five petals that's light purple and white? It means 'You're the only one I love,'. Berry rose….." Nora said, looking up at a vibrant red orange flower. "Means a lot of things. Choose your destiny, I won't give up on my promise, I'll love you forever, you get it? Hey, Luce are you getting all of this?"
Luce nodded. "Yes, Nora. Every word. So, mostly it means love right?"
Nora nodded. "That purple flower is a bellflower which means thinking of you and the pink one with the deeper pink center is a Mallow which means consumed by love. A daffodil means uncertainty, chivalry, and maybe unrequited love? And a Delphinium, which is midnight blue, means the ability to transcend space and time. …Hmm….."
"What is it?" Luce asked.
"Morning glory," Nora mused. "You've seen it before, haven't you? Well, it means love in vain. And look at this," Nora showed Luce a picture of a yellow carnation. "This means rejection or distain. You've disappointed me."
"What about that one?" Luce asked, pointing to a tiny yellow flower with three small petals. "What does this mean?"
"Bird's-foot Trefoil," Nora read slowly. "Revenge,"
. . .
"Oooh-kay, I'm officially weird out, for Luce," Arriane said, crossing her legs on the cloud she pretended to float on. Annabelle gave her a look, shaking her chestnut colored curls.
"About which?" Annabelle asked. "The fact that Luce just got a bouquet meaning love ad revenge or seeing….Cam?"
"Can't I be freaked out about both?" Arriane exclaimed, throwing her tiny hand sin the air.
"I am," Annabelle admitted, looking down on Luce who was putting the flowers in the vase with Daniel's. "Who gave them to her, anyway?"
"Some girl from their dorm delivered it to her roommate," Arriane said, crossing her arms now. "This is just way to confusing,"
"I'll say," Annabelle agreed. "I wonder how Cam got down there though,"
Arriane shrugged. "That's what I'm wondering too,"
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