You were in the school garden, picking petals off a flower you found. "He loves me, he loves me not." "what are you doing?" Your friend comes up to you. "I'm seeing if Jayden loves me or not." I reply. You said, while tearing each petal. "Why won't you just ask him?" Your friend asks. "He's just going to make fun of me." I say. "Okay, see you later!" Your friend says, leaving. "He loves me, He loves me not." "He-" "Loves you." Jayden whispers in your ear.