Send Me a Rose Tomorrow.

"Amber?"

"Yes?"

"Can I borrow your phone? It's kinda urgent."

"Who are you calling?"

"Someone."

"And, who is the someone?"

"Someone..."

"You have to tell me if you want to call."

"Fine."

I looked around for a second, gazing suspiciously at anything and everything, anyone and everyone. I saw Tlhalefo, Amber, Bontle and Troy near the bench around me. After a few more seconds of observation, I decided it was safe, but only for a whisper.

In a hushed tone, I spoke as soft as I could: "Rose."

Amber smiled with the type of happiness you rarely see in anyone in highschool, she smiled a cutesy toddler smile and said, with an almost equal amount on true/false innocence: "Is she your girlfriend?"

I remained silent, thinking of a good answer.

Amber sighed and mocked my stupid shyness.

"Everyone knows, and you both make it kinda obvious."

"Whatever." I muttered. "Just pass the phone."

I took the phone and typed in Rose's number, I needed to talk to her.

"Hi Rose." 

I tried my best not to smile, people were looking.

"You know we can't stop everybody from finding out right? It was gonna happen eventually."

I heard her sigh at the other end of the line.

Reassuringly I said "I'll think of something, don't worry. Bye and see you tomorrow."

And then my blood stopped flowing for a while, and I stopped worrying about everybody else.

"Love you too." I said into the microphone.

As I handed back the phone, everybody was staring at me awkwardly.

"What?" I said, acting oblivious to the unfolding drama.

"Nothing." they chorused.

Cheryl came onto the scence, bouncing across happily as usual.

"Hey everybody!" she exclaimed as jumped onto the bench.

I wondered what my next course of action should be, and then I decided that collecting information would be a good start.

"So..." I muttered weakly. I was now very aware at how weird everything was becoming, I merely smiled.

"Does everybody know?" I continued.

For a moment there was an eerie yet calm silence.

"About you and Rose?" said Cheryl excitedly. "Please.... You don't know me Tawanda! I'm the gossip queen! OF COURSE I KNOW. INFACT MY WHOLE CLASS KNOWS!"

[Those letters are capitalised for a reason.]

"But how?" I replied, doing my best to show genuine surprise. Rumours always spread.

"Don't know" they all replied.

I growled.

Freakin' liars...

Next time: Thanks For The Rose.