The Falling Flower

My life is pretty simple you could say; I'm an A grade student, I have a happy yet crappy family life, I have a lot of friends yet feel deserted and I hate high school – correction – I despise high school. Surely high school is going to be the end of me….

5:30 AM

My day starts at 5:30 in the morning, don't ask me why I wake up at that god forsaken time, I just do! Anyways, I need at least 1 hour on Facebook to see what I missed out on while I was asleep. Being on Facebook for about an hour is completely normal for any teenage girl! After seeing the spam of messages and notifications that my oh-so-awesome-friends have gratefully left for me, I logged off my laptop and went to write in my diary. I know what you are thinking, what is she? Two years old or something!? Seriously she keeps a diary when she is 15 years old?

Well guess what suckers! I do because my diary is the only place that I get to write down everything!

Really, I think I've taken it upon myself to be the crazy person in my friendship group. The feeling of the group drifting apart is so heavy, that if even a person that didn't know us would realise what is happening. Ah! Teenage drama, it really is something isn't it? I try and try to keep the group together (as does the others) but it's so big! That I have no idea of what is happening - even if we sit at one table for lunch. We sit in a way that we all belong to a small group and not the big group we are. Some of us are already drifting apart and I have only started looking at the big picture now. Everyone is effected by this "continental drift" some more than the others. I just hope/wish that everything turns out to be fine and that we all go back to the way we were, the crazy idiots that we were. Not someone who keeps a bunch of secrets and feelings all screwed up. I guess everything happens for a reason. But who knows…

After writing that down, I feel like the weight of the world was taken of my shoulder. This was one of the reasons that I keep a dairy…

School:

As I walk into the school the PA system turns on with the weird noise that it always makes. Then I heard my name coming from the PA system. "Zess Danes, this is a poem written by me for you and just for you," I lower my head to stop getting embarrassed. I could feel the stares that I was getting from the people around me. They already think of me as freak but now this? When I find out who's behind that voice he is dead meat. Then I started to hear the poem been recited:

The Falling Flower

There is a flower on the opposing hill…

Whose stem is strong as a bone…

The wind blows strong,

The flower stand tall,

And throughout it all,

She stands her ground.

Even through the storm,

No-one need help her,

If the weathers not norm,

This flower will not fall.

Then there was a long silence before the final sentence: "I love you my falling flower,"

I snap my head up at that sentence and start to run towards where the PA system is situated. I needed to find out who was playing this cruel joke on me. How could they be so cruel to lie to me about their feeling to me when the whole school heard everything?

I slammed open the door to the room and entered searching to find the source of the message a few minutes before. There was no one there, I walked a bit more into the room and went and stood next to the desk that was in the middle of the room. There I saw a small piece of white paper wedged in between a book. I took it out of the book, curious in what it contains. I started to read and opened my eyes in surprise. You got to be kidding me! I wasn't a joke? I ran out of the room, I ran out of school. Trying to find a place where I could be by myself without anyone else to care for me.

"Zess, I knew that you would run into this room as soon as I message was played. If you are thinking of this as a joke, it isn't. What I said over the PA are my true feelings. I love you and I always will. Don't worry if you don't have any feeling for me, I will make you fall in love with me! I'm not going to give up on you! You must be wondering who I am, well that's a surprise. Try to figure out who I am in 5 days and if you don't succeed I will show myself to you. Until then good bye my falling flower."

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A/N: So there you go. I hope you like it and please don't forget to review. A big thank you to my editor FaiOtaku. Thank you for your patience!