I start to turn the dial of my old metal locker. “47, 13, 26,” I think, trying to remember my combination, for this is a struggle even though I’m at my locker 5 times a day, 5 days a week. “Finally,” I whisper as my hand grips the metal lever. I lift up, my locker door swing open, full of life. A dozen red roses pour out, falling to my feet. Shock was the only feeling that I felt. I bent down to gather the beautiful flower, when I’m met face to face with a little white card. “Just for you. ~ From the Hart”
This was the third surprise of this week. A note in my binder, chocolates in my backpack, and a bouquet in my locker. Blushing, I pile the flowers back into my locker, close the door and walk off to class.
” I know who it is! Alice, don’t you want to know who?!” my best friend Courtney taunts. Of course she knows, she is the Queen of Gossip, but still my favorite.
“I’m sure you do,” I causally reply. “I think the mystery is romantic, and if he wants to tell me who he is, then he will tell me…”
“Courtney, you have to tell me her combo!” I plead. I’ve asked five times, now. I wanted to surprise the girl of my dreams. This was going to be the third surprise of the week. Well, it would be if only I had her locker combo.
” Please!” At this point I was begging, it had taken me all week to plan this.
“Fine.” Courtney whispered her combination, ” it’s 47, 13, 26.” My eyes light up.
” Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I reply.
” James Hart, you are something,” she claims, and walks away.