Hondrea sat on a bench in the snow storm. As she watched the flakes flutter by wonder filled her mind.

She thought about the notes that had been left in her locker, admiring her and telling her how lucky she is. The last one had said, “Meet me in the school parking lot on one of the benches.”

She saw someone come towards her. Her heart began to thump as he sat and turned to her.

It was Gregory. He was the smartest guy in her class and she had, had a crush on him for a while now. He handed her a red rose and asked, “Can I walk you home?”

She dropped the rose and took his hand. When she looked back all she could see was the red rose on a snowy bench.