My Sweet Lilac

~Olive~ Everyone is going crazy. It's the last day of school and everyone is signing yearbooks and running around with friends before the summer. Normally, it's pretty calm and relaxed, but the quarterback was graduating, Lorenzo Van Vallen. God, he's a dreamboat, he was blessed by the gods truly. Every girl has had a crush on him at least once. Now I've liked him since I first came into high school. I started high school this year and even though he's a senior I haven't been able to take my eyes off him. My friends are tired of hearing about him, but I can't stop. He's always on my mind, like a drug I can't have. I had already decided to confess to him on the last day, figuring he wouldn't see me again, so I wouldn't have to handle the rejection. But now that it's the day, I'm nervous, everyone is signing his yearbook. I don't even know if there will be room to confess. My nerves were up the entire day and I finally saw him. I almost melted on the spot when I saw him. He was in shorts and a light blue button-up shirt, the top two buttons were undone, and his blond hair was messy. He still looked majestic though, his muscles filling the shirt. Letting a couple more people sign his yearbook before he left the school for the last time. 'It's either now or never Olive', I told myself, and I took a deep breath and walked over, waiting for one of the people to finish. He finally finishes, and I take the pen and look for a spot, seeing how no one is being flirty or anything, I sigh a bit with relief and write down in the corner. 'I know I'm a first-year student, and you're a senior, but I have liked you this entire year. I'm telling you now because this is the safest option for not being rejected. Have a good summer <3 -Olive Sanchez' I looked up once I finished, and he was looking at me and looking down at the yearbook where I had written. I instantly set down the pen and walked away, getting away before he could say anything. I walked to my bus and got on. Sitting on my seat, I looked out the window, my hands shaky as I worried about seeing him looking for me, but he didn't. A part of me is disappointed, but I ignore it, knowing I won't ever have to see him again. ~Lorenzo~ The last day of school was a breeze. It was my last day being in this hellhole. I mean sure I'll miss it. I've been here my entire life. It would be nice for something new though. Everyone was signing yearbooks. I'm pretty sure 90% of the school signed mine or at least said have a nice summer. I don't mind it, part of being a graduating quarterback. We had a good season this year. I'll miss the games, but I'm not continuing the lifestyle. My life has been planned out for years already. My parents were originally from Italy, from a mafia family bloodline. I am part of it, soon to be the new leader. I get snapped out of my thoughts as some more people come over and sign my yearbook. I'll be leaving this school for the last time in a few minutes, just waiting for people to finish signing my yearbook. I know everyone that comes over, even the first-year students that started this year. As a couple of guys are signing the yearbook, my eyes look around, wondering if anyone else is coming over to sign, and my eyes land on her. A first-year student who has caught my eye since she first joined, Olive Sanchez. She's beautiful. She has the body of a goddess for being so young. God, I wonder how she'll look when she graduates. She was walking over, the sun making her shine even more and hitting her hair. It always made me wonder how she was able to have perfectly blond streaks and brown. She was wearing shorts and a regular gray shirt but still looked amazing. She stopped by the guys and waited for one of them to finish. I had to pry my eyes off her. I haven't done anything just because of her age. She is not even able to have consent yet, and I don't want her involved in my life while she is young. One of the guys finally leaves, and she grabs the pen, bending down a bit to sign my yearbook, and I get a sight of her cleavage. I forced my eyes away. I was just going to put this away with the others, but now that she's signing it, I might just cherish it forever. She straightens up after a few minutes and sets the pen down, and I look down at her and then at where she has signed. As I'm reading it she walks away and my heart stops. Holy s**t. I looked up and saw her getting on her bus. I almost go after her, but I know I can't. I force myself to stay and make a promise to myself. She'll be mine. I don't care how long I have to wait to find her, but I will do everything in my power just for her. After a while longer, I finally left, leaving this school for the last time and driving home. I already know my dad is immediately getting me a position in the office and showing me the work. Right now, Fiore Mio will have to wait.