Thanks again to my reviews and followers! *Blows kisses* I'm sorry I took so long, but I hope you like it! Also, since people said OMSC, it took me 30 minutes to figure it out. That was a OMSC moment.

SwiftieWarrior13: No, of course I don't! Well, Hollyleaf is in school at trial, but she decided to stay after school and then she goes to the library during that time. She sees Ashfur and approaches him. By the way, I LOVE your username.

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CandyBunnies: You think so? Thank you my RPing friend!

Skyblaze of LightningClan: Um yeah... sorry.

Jayfire: It's true, you didn't take a week! But I don't mind. I'm just thankful to have a good beta like you. And so yes, for this chapter I will use more similes and metaphors. Thanks for being my AWESOME beta! :)

On to the story!

Sorreltail was in a total dilemma. Today she had effortlessly passed by Brakenfur's locker, sending a cherry scented breeze towards him. Brakenfur was a quiet person, and usually kept to himself. But he liked Sorreltail, and she was the only person he made an effort to talk to. She never really answered, but today she actually stopped herself running to homeroom to ask Brakenfur a simple question. She strode back to him, her wavy dark chocolate hair swaying side to side. Brakenfur tried to give a relaxed smile as she approached. He was shaking out of his skin. He was so nervous, the girl of his dreams was actually here, talking to him. Now was the time.

"Brakenfur, do you have a copy of The Outsiders? I really need to borrow a copy for English class." Sorreltail asked. So that was it. That was all she said. Nothing more. Nothing of really any meaning. Brakenfur didn't really care though. He gently replied, "I don't, but I do have this. It was for your birthday. Sorry, I didn't have a chance to give it to you," Brakenfur said as he slowly pulled out something from his bag. It was a rose, an origami paper rose. It was red, and really detailed. It was airbrushed so it would look real. It did look real. Sorreltail took it and walked away, leaving Brakenfur in confusion.

In home room, Sorreltail looked to her friend Cinderpelt in confusion. She had carried the rose through the busy hallways and all those people into home room, the rose perfectly preserved. Sorreltail had never really liked Brakenfur. She only had one class with him, and they in fact, he never talked. But Sorreltail never made an effort to talk to him. She had only known him for a year, when they entered high school. She had no interest in him, until now. Cinderpelt saw Sorreltail look at the rose with great interest. Cinderpelt smiled sadly, she knew how confused she was about Brakenfur. She thought Fireatar, the most popular guy in school like him, but he ended up with Sandstorm. She remembered it like yesterday.

Flashback

"Hi Firestar," Cinderpelt said at Spring Fling as she looked at him, staring into his deep green eyes. Firestar winked as he took her hand. Cinderpelt giggled nervously and shyly ducked her head down, underneath the sea of people. She glanced at the clock hanging on the gym wall. She had 10 minutes before the slow dance. Good. Ten minutes to talk to Firestar. They talked, ate, and danced under the roof of the gym. It was beautiful to Cinderpelt. Ten minutes later, she heard the song. The song that she wanted to hear. Badly. She looked for Firestar, but he was gone. He was in the courtyard, with Sandstorm, dancing with her. There was no music, just the rhythm was their hearts, beating together. Cinderpelt sighed, and sat the slow dance out, alone.

Cinderpelt only mysteriously smiled at Sorreltail, who looked at the rose in confusion. Sorreltail unhappily shook her head as she stared at the flower. She crumpled it up and threw it out.

Later

Brakenfur looked at Sorreltail with hurt and confused eyes.

"Couldn't you just say no?" he whispered quietly, blinking back tears. Sorreltail looked away, her eyes full of sympathy.

"No, I just can't," she said, miserably. Why is he making it so hard for himself? I don't get it, is it that hard to know that I don't like him the way he likes me?

Sorreltail gathered up her binders and dashed out the room. Class was let out early, and her homeroom wasn't too far away. She ran to it, darting in between students, her hair blowing out behind her. She ran up the stairs and ran into her homeroom, and looked into the trash bin where she had thrown the rose out. She retrieved it and ran to here next class trying to find Brakenfur.

20 Years Later.

"Mom, how did you meet my dad," Cinderheart asked as they drove to her lacrosse practice.

"Oh, honey, it all began with a rose..." she began, and Sorreltail smiled.