Today appeared to be especially green seeing as it was St. Patrick’s Day. You don’t really have to be Irish to celebrate no one is going to stop you if you do. Though I’ll just be spending my day celebrating my birthday isolated at home, again.

I walked along the grass of my high school’s campus, although I was not alone. I glimpsed back to see two girls sneering maliciously at me as I walked toward my locker. I heard them accelerate their march and soon enough they were alongside me and one of them had tripped me leading me to land face first into the ground and their intolerable laughter filled the air as they walked away. They were apart of Madison’s gang they followed her and ever since I came out; their goal is to make my life hell.

I shook my head and start picking up my books and I see in the grass a clover; not just any clover a four leaf clover. Of course I pick it up; god knows I need the luck.

I finally make my way to my locker and it opened easily today; strange… And even stranger there was a note inside… Someone must have made a mistake.

I pull out the note and in capital letters on the front Spencer was written. I opened the note and it read:

Dear Spencer,

      I am sorry this has taken me so long to write, but I have wanted to say you happen to be the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen. And though this may seem sudden but I believe I am falling for you; you are one of my closest friends and I have held back these words my whole time of knowing you. It would be a pleasure if I could take you out tonight. If you decline I’ll understand. Happy birthday…

            Love,

            Ashley

Ashley gave me this? But she’s straight…. Isn’t she? She has always told me she liked guys, this doesn’t make sense at all.

I continued on my day pondering over my letter and trying to find an explanation as to exactly what this means. As I got to lunch I spotted Ashley sitting at our table awaiting me; she had a lot to explain.