Dahlia Emery is a lovely and sarcastic girl. She lives on her own. She goes to school and works at a library because she is obsessed with books. Mess with something or someone she loves and you're dead.
Aleksandr Marino is a dangerous man. That's wh...
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Guess what?
I slept last night.
I slept so much and so good that I almost didn't wake up for school.
So right now I'm running towards the bus stop.
Running is one thing that I'm quite good at. When I was little, I remember in my class I used to be called "runner legs". Cringy name, but I didn't care. So thank god, at least I'm good at something.
I get to the bus stop just in time seeing that the bus is literally 2 seconds away. Thank god.
I get in, greet the driver and go to my usual seat. Then I put my earphones in since I didn't have enough time to put them on before, and listen to music.
It is Thursday, just today and tomorrow for the weekend to finally arrive.
I love the weeknd. I love their songs.
Now that I'm thinking about them, let's listen to their songs.
So I spent my time on the bus listening to The Weeknd.
They are one of my favorites.
Just when the music 'starboy' finishes, I arrive at the school.
I get out of my bus and head to my class, which is, science. Wow, great. Time to pass my time daydreaming.
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And that is what I did. Daydream. I don't really hate science, but I don't like it either. It's probably the teacher that I hate. But whatever.
I decided to go look at how my locker is. It has been a while since I have opened it.
I opened it and it's the same as the last time I left it.
Except I notice that there's a note. I know that isn't mine because I wouldn't leave a note in the middle of the locker. And I only have books in the locker.
Ohh, maybe it's your secret stalker who is so hot and is obsessed with you and wants to-
Shut up, this isn't Wattpad. It's probably some of those annoying shíts like Sara or Erick or something.
Ugh, just let's just open.
I open the note and read it.
Dear dalhia or daliha or whatever your name is. I am writing this to you to warn you about staying away from my Erick. Stay away, he is mine.
Again stay away. Your lovely friend, Sarah <8
What-
That is stupid.
She has an "h" in her name? Oh, I didn't know.
I mean she doesn't know how to write my name either so we're good.
