I never get notes tucked into my locker.
Never.
But for once, a note fell down
near my feet, as I opened the locker.
Milkshake? ;)
Just one word. My lips curled up seeing that messy scrawl.
I've only seen it once,
once when I was standing by Mrs. Martinez as she graded the seniors' papers.
And even though it was once,
it was enough to know that it was y o u r s.
a/n, thoughts about the edits i add in the multimedia? i can't help but write them so tell me, do you guys like it?
YOU ARE READING
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Short Story__________ ❝"They serve the best milkshakes ever!" You sounded so much like a kid. "My favourite is Butterscotch. What's yours? Wait, let me guess it. Chocolate? Oreo? Cookie dough?" "Butterscotch," my lips blurted out...
