The Plan

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Harpers pov

Heyo I'm Harper Bellows. I'm in my junior year of highschool. I thought this year would be the same as any other year, stare at my crush get caught repeat. But then my two best friends Brinlee Harrison and my twin brother Evan Bellows had enough.

"Come on harp! This isn't a bad idea." "Yes it is Evan!! I am not going to send a love letter confessing that I like Him!" Me and my brother were fighting again.

Evan thought it would be smart to send a letter to my crush declaring my "undying love" for him. I am obviously am the Annabeth Chase in this situation. "Why would I do that Ev? He obviously has a thing for Brinlee. I mean he's always staring at her I bet he does that in the classes I'm not with her also."

It was true my crush Carston Myers was always staring at my best friend. Ev looked at me and laughed. He grabbed his phone and called someone. "Hey brin come over we're gonna explain the plan to Harper." "No no no you aren't I never agreed to this so called plan of yours." I blurted. I was really confused. Then I heard a knock on the door. I ran down stairs opened the door and hugged my best friend.

"Soooo me and Evan finally get to tell you the plan." Brinlee said

"Wait finally! How long have you been planning this so called plan" I almost yelled

"For a wile harp I know siblings can't keep secrets but we had to until now."

My brother was on the stares smirking at me. All three of us went upstairs to me and Evan's room so we could have some privacy while we talked. Then they told me the plan.

Evans POV
I love Harper with all my heart but she is so oblivious. Her crush is staring at her all the time but she claims that he's staring at Brinlee. I'm in me and harps room with the Brinlee and harp. It was time that me and Brinlee told my sister the plan.

I got out my I-phone, connected it to the Apple TV in our room and put up me and Brinlee's slideshow presentation of our plan. First Brinlee would write a note because he knows Harpers handwriting because they used to be friends.

The note would go something like this

"Dear Carston
       I have liked you for the longest time. Whenever I see you my heart just warms at your smile. Your so nice to everyone and your very respectful. The first time I met you I thought you were a Greek god. I don't even know if I could talk to you like I used to but I just wanted to let you know that, You are the sun in my sky's the river that runs in my soul. Before I met you I never felt love like this towards anyone. If you ever would want to write me back just put your letter under the drinking fountain by our math classroom and the art room. I'll put my letters in the weirdest places like on your backpack, on your bedroom window or in your locker and maybe under the same drinking fountain. I can't let you know who I am yet but just know that I care.
          Love
               your secret admirer   

We told her and then she agreed. First step: writing the note. Brinlee wrote it in her perfect handwriting. It honestly looked perfect. We put it in an envelope and wrote his name on the front in gold cursive to make it look cool. We then put a wax seal on the back That was a heart. Step one was completed.

Step 2: we needed to get it to him. My locker is right next to his so during first hour on Monday we would put it in his locker when I would tell my teacher that I forgot something in my locker.

————————time skip to Monday———————
Mom always takes us to school early so me and harp would meet up with Brinlee in the front of the school then go to the cafeteria to grab free chocolate milk because me and Harper LOVE chocolate milk. I think we're some of the only students who actually get chocolate milk here.

I was ready for what today was installed for I hope Harper is too because if she isn't it will end up in disaster. I then drank my chocolate milk and grabbed 4 more to put in my metal water bottle. The bell rang so we all went to our first period. The second part of the plan would begin now.

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