𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥

ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴇʀ | C.K

ABOUT: Charlie is too nervous to ask Y/n to be his valentines so he keeps himself as a secret admirer for majority of the day...
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lowercase intended.

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"don't be a chicken. Just go do it, man. Chicks digs those things," berger tells charlie.

It was the day before valentine's day and Charlie has been trying to get y/n's attention the week before. He would put letters in her locker and little heart-shaped papers in there as well. It was badly made hearts, but it's the best he can do.

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Charlie is sitting in class, bored. He was writing his daily note in his composition notebook. Luckily for him.. y/n is in that class she he got easy inspiration.

He glances up at her every minute in the class.

"Get into partners for the worksheet, please," the teacher tells the class as she hands the handouts to them.

Berger wasn't in the class, so charlie is looking around to see who he would be partners with.

He looks around again and sees that most people are in pairs already.

"Who doesn't have partners," Mrs. Wilkins asks.

Charlie was about to raise his hand when someone grabs it and prevents him.

"You don't want to be stuck with her," a girl says beside him.

"I always am," he says.

"not today. I'll be your partner. Soph isn't here today anyways," y/n says.

He looks over at her then freezes. He didn't realize he was talking to y/n the whole time.

"Oh! Y/n! Hi," he laughs nervously.

"Hi charlie," she laughs.

He looks over on his desk and sees his composition wide open. He shrieks before rushing to hide it.

"So, what do you know about energy," she asks him.

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Y/n goes to her locker after her last class of the day and sees a note in there once again.

She excitedly flips the letter to see the front.

"To Y/f/i,

Let me write how i feel about you in letter that way i won't have to hear rejection.

From,
C"

(y/f/i - your first initial)

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Y/n has just arrived at school. She always went to her locker first thing in case her secret admirer had left her an early note or that she would be early enough to see who it is.

It's like a little scavenger hunt game.

Nothing was there in her locker and she was kind of upset. But she knows it may come later on the day since the person sometimes does it after lunch.

———

It's after lunch and there was still nothing. How could he do everything but when it's the day of valentines.. there's nothing. That doesn't make sense.

Y/n was waiting impatiently in her second to last class. She was looking at the clock every second just to go back to her locker and see if anything was there.

———

nothing.

After finding out that there was nothing she walked sadly to her last class.

She enters Mr. Kilpatric's class and walks to her desk. The girls were gushing over something and glancing her way.

Once she gets closer to her desk she sees something on it.

It was a basket of so many things. Her eyes lit up and she picked up her pace to her desk.

She took a seat and maya was there sitting next to her.

"Who's that from," she asks me.

"Secret admirer. It's been going on for a week or so. He would leave me letters in my locker. I guess he wanted to change it up for valentines," i told her.

"That's so cute! After class we have to find out who it is," she says.

"For sure."

———

Maya and Y/n were at her locker looking through the gifts. There was a lot of things.

She picked up the letter that was hidden on the bottom of everything.

"Maybe there's something in this letter," she begins to open it.

She reads through it and it doesn't have anything to reveal the guy. It's just his normal cute, cheesy words.

"Nothing.. unless we can narrow down the 'C' letter people," she tells maya.

"It's charlie," maya says.

"Charlie? That's not possible," y/n shakes her head.

"It is. It's so obvious that he likes you," maya says.

"I doubt, but i got to go now. My dad is waiting for me. I'll see you tomorrow," she hugs maya before leaving.

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On the way out of school she bumps into someone.

"Oh, i'm sorry," she says looking up at who she bumped into.

"Charlie? What are you doing after school so late," she asks him.

"I was heading to the baseball field to practice," he says.

"I have to go that direction, so you don't mind me walking with you, do you," she asks him.

"O-of course not," he says getting nervous.

They start walking to the baseball field.

"So who's the lucky guy..." he asks looking at the basket.

"Have no idea actually! He's keeping it anonymous," she laughs.

"Do you want him to reveal himself," she asks.

Y/n thinks for a minute before shrugging, "i mean yeah but if he doesn't want to then it's fine."

After some time of chatting they arrived at the baseball field.

"Well, i'll see you around charlie," y/n smiles.

She was about to continue her walk when charlie stops her.

"Wait!"

Y/n looks at him waiting for him to continue.

"Before i change my mind i have to tell you something," he says.

"okay..." her voice trails.

"It's me."

"it's you? What's you," she asks him.

He takes a deep breath before saying anything. He was hesitant about it all.

"The letters..the gifts.. everything," he whispers.

"You? You wrote me all that stuff," she asks dumbfounded.

"Yeah.. is that bad," he asks.

"No of course not! I appreciate it so much," she smiles and hugs him.

He stepped back in the hug since he didn't expect that.

"So... i was hoping you'd be my valentines," he asks shyly.

Y/n nods her head in excitement, "yeah of course!"

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