Prologue:
I swung open my locker door and pushed my fifty-pound back-pack inside. I gathered my books, notebooks, ect. And I clumsily dropped everything onto my uncovered toes.
So, of course, I bend down and picked everything up……..and I noticed there was a red, folded piece of paper under my back-pack.
I pulled it out from under the load, stood back up, shoved everything that I just picked up onto the top shelf, and opened the paper. It looked like a letter.
I leaned against my locker door as I read the paper. It wasn't a letter but a poem. It read:
I've been watching you all this time
Staying very quiet.
Acting like I hate you
Never thought you'd buy it.
You don't know me
But it'd like to
Because, though you do may not see it,
But I'm in love with you
Meet me tonight by the river
-Silent lover.
I was flattered but a little creeped out at the same time. The thought that went through my head: What am I going to tell Neji when I have to leave?