Lacey opened up her locker and her eyes instantly fell on the items that had been left there. A neatly folded note and a pink rose. Could it be? Has Tom lost his mind and decided to leave a note and a rose in her locker? She took out the note, looked around the crowded hallway for any sign of the girls before she opened it. 'A Rose for you my lovely. Forgive the past and let us shape the future together. Lovely Lacey, I miss you. Please go out with me tonight and we can talk about everything and clear up everything. I miss you. I'll play you a new piece I did. Dennis.' Seeing the name written below it, she sighed. He was writing poems now? It wasn't even poetry, it was just words. The fact that the word 'lovely' was in there was enough to know it wasn't Tom. Frankly, it was disappointing. At least it wasn't Tom. Imagine if someone saw Tom opening her locker. How the heck did Dennis even get her locker open? And aside from that, did he really think mentioning

Lacey's right hand held up her head while she waited patiently for their next teacher to walk into the classroom. With each passing second, she got bored. It was easy to just pick a side and listen to the endless chatter that the other students were bringing up. But she didn't feel like it. And neither did she feel like going to sit with the girls. She let out a puff of air and closed her eyes slowly. When she opened her eyes again, there was a junior student nervously looking at her. "Umm... are you Lacey? He said to go to the girl with the ponytail." She nodded. Wondering who this he who said could be. Half a dozen roses were dropped on her desk, roses she didn't notice the junior was holding. Dennis. Who else would send roses. "Uhh... kid-""OMG!" And here come the girls surrounding her. He cleared his throat, took out a folded piece of paper, unfolded it and read; "Since you won't listen to me. Maybe you would listen to him..." "Is that from Dennis? Wow! This is s

The girl slid her hands up Tom's chest. "Are you seriously like treating me this way?" He laughed nervously. Thank goodness for David taking Lacey away. He held her wrists and stepped back. "I haven't really had time. But tell me, how am I treating you?" He folded his arms. "Like Umm... well." She looked up, creasing her forehead as she thought. "Okay, for like, starters, you're treating me like I don't exist." He smirked. "Really? How so?"She gasped. "You ass." She hit his arm. "You're like totally not taking this seriously." "I might be." He laughed."No, you're not. "You're not mad at me anymore are you?"She rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "I so am. A whole lot more than I was five minutes ago." He chuckled. She eyed him. "Okay so I'm not." "Hey don't keep him all to yourself Shels." Another girl rested her elbow on his shoulder. "Thomas Wade, where the hell have you been?" He looked from one girl to the other "Uhh... school. My school. I'm allo

It seemed Tom was right. No, there's no seem about it. He was right. By Monday morning, half of the school was talking about Tate and Lacey. And the news was still spreading. Lacey ignored them as best she could, and them included the girls. But unfortunately, three of them caught up with her after their second class. "Seriously Lacey. You never ever agreed to go to a party with us and Tate comes out of nowhere and you say yes?" Bethany vented. "Okay, calm down Bethany. Let's be honest here, if Tate Winston came up to you tell me you wouldn't say yes?" Fay asked. Thank goodness, Lacey didn't have to explain anything. "I know I would." Anita said."You would what?" Jody caught up with them. She hadn't heard the news before and it shocked her to hear it. Anita couldn't help but spill the exciting news. They had the next period free so they went to the lunch bar and took their seats. Lacey made sure to look at Jody's face. There was no hiding her shock. "Wait till Den

Tom and Lacey stood by the door, both watching Sadey complain and give her reasons why it was necessary she went with them. Tom couldn't help smiling at how cute Sadey looked as she spoke, her big pleading eyes making him give in. He looked at Lacey who just kept shaking her head. Her will was stronger than his when it came to Sadey apparently. " I'll tell mom." "What? Why would you do that? This is supposed to be our secret." Tom said. "We might not be back till past your bed time. It's a school night and mother would be worried if she gets back and you're not here." "She'll be worried about you too and you get to go." She stamped her feet whining. "It's also a school night.""What if we get you something. Would you like that instead? What do you want?" Tom's suggestion had her excited. "Umm... choc- no! Ice cream." "There's ice cream here." He glared at Lacey, wondering why she would say that. "It's vanilla. I want strawberry flavou