Locker Notes- Chapter 9 (Final Chapter)

There he was, with his perfect blue eyes, fluffy blond hair, beautiful features.

Adam.

That was the day I learned that I had no control over my body. I uncontrollably ran over to him and hugged him tight. I sobbed into his chest. I felt his comforting hand pull my hood off my head.

"Ash, what's wrong?"

I looked up to him, my eyes still emitting tears. "Adam, I realized a little while ago that I loved you. I didn't tell you because I thought you wouldn't feel the same way. I decided to be with the author of the notes instead because I thought you didn't love me-" I cried some more. These were tears of joy.

He hugged me tight. "But, I do love you."

I looked up to him and smiled. I brushed the tears away from my face. "And I love you too."

I closed my eyes when suddenly, he kissed me. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. When we pulled apart, I must have been blushing because Adam chuckled. I hugged him again.

Kate walked in then. She gasped, then smiled. "Well who would've thought that Ashley Ray would be in love." she laughed.

I laughed and took Adam's hand. We all walked out into the hallway.

*******

I came home that day and bolted to Andy's room.

"Andy!"

"Woah, Ash!" he looked up from his book. "What's going on?"

"The note writer, he was, he was ADAM!" I hugged Andy tight.

"So.."

I grinned and nodded. He chuckled.

"Ash, of all people." he chuckled again. I playfully punched his arm.

That night, for the first time in a long time, I fell asleep smiling.

*******

The next day, my life was the best it had ever been. I walked through the hallways holding Adam's hand. Word spread quickly about us. I didn't mind that, though. I was happy, Adam was happy. This was all that mattered.

In homeroom, I passed Kate a note.


Kate, thanks for being there for me.
You were right. I should've taken
advice from you long, long ago.
I owe this all to you. Right now, my
life is fantastic.


I stopped wearing my hood that day. I didn't need it to feel safe anymore. I had Adam. He would do anything for me. Besides, I was too happy to wear my hood. I smiled all day, which had never happened before.

Every night, I would come home, do my homework, text Adam for hours on end, eat, text some more, and fall asleep peacefully. I would get in bed, stare up at the ceiling, smile, and whisper to myself, "My life has never been better."

END