Seat B-22 • S.M.

Roses

Song Of The Chapter: Roses by: Shawn       
                                                   Mendes

*Shawn*

And just like that, my work here is done.

I left this morning around 4 to head over to Quinn's apartment.

Although it may sound a little sketchy, I snatched the spare key off her counter as she got ready for the gym. Oh god, forget my initial thought, that sounds very sketch.

All of her furniture was tightly packed in the center of her living room, ready to be moved into place.

I did feel a bit guilty at times, as I moved pieces into places I felt was needed.

She can always just fix it the way she wants it right?

After an hour of setting her furniture up, I headed out to the store to buy a few little knick knacks to add to her interior.

Her bathroom was fresh and empty when I entered it this morning, so I thought I'd buy her a few things.

On my way to the register I passed by the flowers. I decided to take a step back and head into the section.

The colors, the smells, the gorgeous complexity of all the various flowers, only one stood out to me.

The deep pink roses.

Something about them screamed Quinn.

So what did I do? I snatched those babies right off the shelf.

After I checked out, I drove back over to Quinn's place to set up the few items I got her.

I left her a note next to the soaps and one on the counter.

I hope she doesn't mind.

I left the final note on the counter and walked towards to door.

As I reached for the knob I noticed something...I still held the bouquet of roses in my left hand.

I scoped out the living room and kitchen for a location to place them. Somewhere not to obvious.

Aha! The bedroom.

I walked into her small bedroom and placed the roses on her newly installed bed.

I decided to leave her one last note next to them.

*Quinn*

"And then coach benched me for being 'too aggressive'." Harper scoffed making me laugh.

"What the hell, it's that guy Luke's fault!" I said as we exited the auditorium.

Throughout the whole presentation I really hit it off with Harper.

It turns out that she was one of the best volleyball players in the state.

It was pretty exciting though, making another friend here in LA.

"Where ya heading now?" She chirped as we began walking around campus.

"I think I'm gonna head back home, I have a little date later and I've gotta decide what to wear." I groaned mentally face palming myself.

"Ooo who's the lucky man?" She asked wiggling her eyebrows.

"Just a friend I made on the flight out Tuesday." I blushed thinking back to that day.

"Damn girl on a plane? I can't even get a guy on the ground." She chuckled making me giggle along.

I watched a line of other freshman exit the auditorium and let out a yawn.