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?