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Y/n: your name
C/n: crush's name
B/f/n: best friends name
F/n: friends name
O/f/n: other friends name
Y/f/f: your favorite flower
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"Alright, let's go over the plan." Said b/f/n, having way to much fun with this whole thing than she should have.

"Do we have to?" You asked, "we know what to do, let's get it over with."

"Yes, we do," started b/f/n, "Alright, so first, me and f/n go outside to c/n's locker and approach him, making small talk. I engage and distract him while  f/n slips the note in his locker. After f/n gives me the signal that she's good, we leave. And then when he opens the locker he'll see the more and read it. In the meantime all of this is going on o/f/n is in here with y/n, cleaning her up a bit. Only subtle changes though, otherwise it would look way to obvious."

"We got this. Let's go." Said f/n.

"Operation Clear Sky is underway." Said o/f/n.

"Hey! I wanted to say that!" Said b/f/n, as she walked through the women's restroom door.

B/f/n's pov (point of view)

Okay. Me and f/n walked through the door and went towards c/n's locker. We hung a couple feet back so it wouldn't look like we were waiting for him, and that we were just chilling.

"You have the note right?" I asked f/n, that note was the key to the whole thing.

"Yup." She said, "I kinda wanna proofread it, just make sure she's not embarrassing herself."

"Y/n knows what she's doing. Let's have faith. It's all gonna work out."

"Hey!" Whisper-yelled f/n, "there's c/n."

Me and f/n took off, walking casually immersed in fake conversation, when I "accidentally" bumped into c/n at his locker.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, are you okay?" I said, worried.

"It's all good. I'm fine." He said, smiling reassuringly.

"Okay good. I feel so bad." I tried to buy more time for f/n to slip the note into his locker, but it seems like she didn't need it.

She gave me the thumbs up behind his head and we hastily said goodbye, walking back towards the women's restroom.

2nd person pov

O/f/n had redone your hair into a high ponytail and pulled a couple strands out. She gave you some lip balm that wasn't glossy, but made your lips look soft, and then swiped on some mascara to open up your eyes a bit more, and lastly, just because, she applied the slightest amount of highlight on your cheekbones, nose, and inner corner of your eyes.

You took a deep breath and popped your head out of the door, to see b/f/n and f/n walking towards the restroom.

"It's done." Said f/n.

You nodded, too scared and nervous to talk. You hugged your friends goodbye and walked towards your next class, which you had with c/n. Great.

You arrived in class a bit early and took out a copy of the note you had given to c/n. You had decided to keep a copy, just because of its sentimental value; this could be the end or beginning of something beautiful.

The note read: salut, donc ce n'est peut-être pas la meilleure façon de te le dire, mais c'est la seule façon de le faire. J'aime la façon dont tu souris, j'aime la façon dont tes yeux se plissent quand tu ris, j'aime ta détermination à comprendre quelque chose, j'aime ton sens de l'humour. je vous aime bien. beaucoup. J'ai des sentiments très forts pour vous, et j'ai pour un moment. Je comprends parfaitement si vous ne ressentez pas la même chose, vous n'avez rien à dire si vous ne voulez pas. Je pensais juste que tu devrais savoir. ~amour y/n

(Translation: hi, so this may not be the best way to tell you, but it's the only way i could. I like the way you smile, i like the way your eyes crinkle when you laugh, i like how determined you get to figure something out, i like your sense of humor. i like you. a lot. i have really strong feelings for you, and i have for a while. I totally understand if you don't feel the same way, you dont have to say anything if you don't want to. i just thought you should know. ~love y/n.)

*Time skip brought to you by Zach falling endlessly in the Hooked video*

The class was over and you had succeeded in trying to avoid any type of contact at all with c/n, up until the end.

When the beer had rung, c/n was the first one up, with everything packed up except for a slip of paper that he had held in his hand. While you were looking down into your backpack, he had walked past you, and put that slip of paper on your desk, and exited the classroom.

Seeing the price of paper made you sad. It looked like the one you had given him, and maybe him returning it was his way of saying that he didn't like you.

You don't know why, but you decided to open up the folded piece of paper. Seeing what was on it, your emotions ranged from shock, to hope, to suspicion.

The paper wasn't written in your handwriting, it was written in c/n's. You hadn't read it yet, and you were a bit scared to, not knowing weather what was on it was a good or bad thing.

The note was written in English, instead of French, which made your job a bit easier.

It read: y/n, wow. what I want to say to, is so important to me that I have to say it in person, I can't just write it down. It's too much. Meet me at the park by the school after school is out?

Your heart rate increased tenfold with every passing moment until the bell rang. You were conflicted as to weather you would end up going to meet c/n, but in the end, curious won and you wanted to hear what he had to say.

You plugged in your earphones and blasted music, so that the walk wouldn't bore you, and went on your way.

Arriving at the park, instead of c/n, you were greeted with one of his friends, who handed you a small greeting card. On the card, it said: today you told me words I had only dreamed of hearing, meet me at the place where most people dream.

The place where most people dream... hmmm. In the park, they had a makeshift planetarium, where stars and planets and such were painted in the walls and the ceiling, and most people went there to relax, and think. You knew it was a long shot, but you decided to check it out.

Making the two minute walk to the planetarium, you felt anxious. you didn't know what was gonna happen, and even though you tried my hardest to prevent it, your hopes were getting higher.

You finally made it there and was astonished at the sight you saw.

C/n was there and he was holding one single y/f/f .

"What are you doing?" You asked him, as he smiled when you came in.

"Something that I've waited to long to do." He said, waiting for your reaction.

"Well..." you coaxed him to carry on.

"I have so much I need to say but I'm just gonna get straight to the point. I like you too."

A small smile of relief formed on your lips as you went next to c/n and both of you sat on the ground facing each other.

"Good. I thought you bought me all this way just to reject me."

"You're to perfect to reject."

You chuckled lightly, shyly looking down to your lap with a blush forming on your cheeks. You didn't believe that.

"Yeah, sure." You said skeptically, still looking down.

"Hey," c/n whispered, lightly cupping your face in both of your hands and lifting it so you were looking straight into each other's eyes, "you don't believe that?"

You shrugged, not really knowing what to say.

"Why not?" He asked.

Again, you shrugged.

"You're beautiful." He kissed your forehead.

"You're kind." He kissed your cheek.

"You're generous." He kissed your other cheek.

"You're smart." He kissed your jawbone.

"You're funny." He kissed the jawbone on the other side of your face.

His eyes met yours with a burning intensity as his lips inches closer to yours.

"You're perfect." He whispered, bringing his lips down to yours, kissing you in a way that was definitely perfect.

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DISCLAIMER: I don't know French and I used google translate so I'm sorry for any errors.

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