You were in the school gardens, picking petals off a flower you found.

"He loves me, he loves me not,"

"What are you doing?" Asked one of your close friends as she came up to you.

"I'm seeing if Jason loves me or not!" You reply. You continued peeling off each petal.

"Why won't you just ask him?" Your friend says.

"He's just going to make fun of me." You say as your friend left you alone again. "He loves me, he loves me not. He-"

"Loves you" Jason whispers in your ear behind you.