Amber' POV

Suddenly I saw Suzy walked forward me, she smiled. I didn't move an inch, just stood there

and looked at her. Wait a minute, my heart beat fast, what's wrong? No no my heart is for

Krystal only, none other. 

"Hey home-boy. How are you doing?" she asked me seductively

"I..I'm great, how about you, hmmm... New Girl?" 

"i'm okay" she laugh at the nickname i gave her

"So, what are you doing here with that small bouquet"  she added

"Oh, this's for krystal" I proudly show it to her. We kept silent for a while, she stared at the

bouquet.

"11 - I Love You" she took 1 out and walk away, her scent again. 

I stood next to Krystal's locker, and count them like an idiot "1..2...3...,"

" Hey, how long have you been waiting for me?" I heard her voice and quickly hide the

bouquet 

"Well not long ago, but it's doesn't matter because i can wait for for the rest of my life. I'm

fine with that. "try to made my move work by slightly touch her . She slap my hand

away, not like the playful she usual do but more like angry way. What's the matter?

"This is for you" again try to light up the mood, i showed her the bouquet infront of her face,

but she looked away. 

" Thanks" so emotionless

"Oh," awkward smile 

" Can you hold on to that for me, I have to carry this book for the weekend homework. "

That strange, she's always let me carry her bag and textbook. Walking and holding the

bouquet behind her, i felt like something just poke me in my chest. We made our way to

parking lot. we didn't say anything, i held her hand while drive like usual, but I could feel the

loosen up between our hand.. We arrived at her house, she got out as quick as she could. 

"Bye, love you. " She closed the door, she didn't even give me chance to take her to her

door like usual. Look at her struggle hold the textbook and try to open the door make me

forget about the bouquet on the back-seat. I grab the bouquet and ran to her front door,

knock on it like crazy but no one come out. I took out my phone and call her

"Baby, you forget your flowers" 

"Oh...yeah, can you leave at the front door I'll get it after I finish showering." 

"O...Okay" a long silent after that

"Is there anything else you want to talk?" i added to break the silent

"Nope...." quick answer

"I need to go take a shower, talk to you later, okay?" She added after I finally  gave up and didn't want or know what to way next

"Yeah, whatever" I'm angry. I leave the flower at front door and walk back to my car with my head look down on the ground