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Adam Dawson's POV
It's your birthday today, you're eighteenth.
You are five months older than me.
I bought you a gift, because it is your birthday, but how should I give it to you?
I pondered about that the whole week long, eventually, I made up my mind.
Arriving early, I went towards my locker where I hid your gift.
The gift was in a small box.
There was also a note included, but I signed it off with my initials.
I don't know if you will know who I am, probably not.
The gift and the note were both in a small pastel green bag, since it is your favourite colour.
At least I think it is, because you wear a lot of pastel green clothing.
I looked around to see if someone saw me as I taped the bag to your locker, but there was no one there.
I walked away towards the library.
It is the best place to sleep peacefully, and there is still an hour left before school starts.
Yeah, I came to school one hour earlier, only for you.
Why did I do that?
YOU ARE READING
beautifully gorgeous
Short Story"Seeing you smile like that made me explode with happiness. I couldn't stop laughing myself, but who can? No one can keep their happiness in if someone like you can radiate so much happiness on us. You are beautiful, but you were beautifully gorgeou...
