Yesterday there was a knock on my apartment door.
I went to answer it, figuring it would be the person Best Friend had invited over.
When I opened the door, it was a strange man holding a bouquet.
I panicked a little, until he said, “Delivery for Sarah?”
He wasn’t a creepy stalker, he worked for a flower shop.
And somebody likes me!
I opened the card.
The flowers were from my curly-haired crush.
So I did a nerdy little dance around my apartment.
And she got major points with me.