Jocelyn was totally killing it in class today; her interaction with the students was outstanding.
When the bell rang signaling the end of class, Jocelyn wrapped things up. Normally, she's not one to let her classes run over.
"Jocelyn, you feeling okay?" the class monitor came over, looking a little worried.
Jocelyn just smiled at her and answered, "Yes, I'm good."
"But your eyes are all red."
Feeling a bit sheepish, Jocelyn admitted, "Oh, I got face wash in my eyes this morning. Don't worry, I'm fine."
The kids' concern really boosted her mood. Heading back to her office, she found a bouquet of roses on her desk.
"Jocelyn, I saw these with the security guy on my way in and he said someone left them for you, so I brought them up," another teacher explained.
"Oh, thanks."
Jocelyn glanced at the twenty-odd roses, no note, no clue who they were from.
She never would've guessed Melvin, since he'd never given her so much as a single bloom.
"Got an admirer, huh?" Ursula waltzed in after her class and teased upon seeing Jocelyn lost in thought with the flowers. "Couldn’t they at least leave a name?"
Jocelyn just shrugged with a helpless grin, "No idea who sent them."
"Whoever sent it will definitely send flowers again. You'll figure it out," Ursula said as she took a seat. "By the way, it's my birthday today. No class tonight, so grace me with your presence for dinner, will ya? Don't bother with a gift. Just bring the fun."
Another teacher chimed in, laughing, "You say that, but who'd show up empty-handed?"
"I'm serious. We're all about the good times, not the formalities," Ursula asked Jocelyn, "You got class tonight?"
Jocelyn checked her schedule and answered, "Nope."
"Then you gotta come," Ursula said. "I'll drop the address in the chat. Everyone who's free should show up. It's a buffet, so as long as you're not too late, there's grub."
Jocelyn settled in, occasionally glancing at the roses.
She really couldn't guess who sent them.
But she took a pic and tweeted it anyway. [First time getting red roses and they're from a mystery sender.]
Daisy quickly replied. [Someone's finally chasing after you, huh?]
Calvin followed up on Daisy. [My daughter's a sweetheart. The guy's got good taste.]
Jocelyn cracked a smile.
Then Quinta popped up. [Eh? Isn't it him?]
Jocelyn's smile stiffened a bit as she dryly replied to Quinta. [Cut it out. It’s over.]
Quinta immediately messaged her. [What's 'over'? You guys split? Why?]
After a moment, Jocelyn clutched her phone and typed back. [Got tired of it.]
Quinta sent a thumbs-up, then added. [Out with the old, in with the new. Enjoy life.]
Jocelyn smiled again.
Her Twitter was blowing up with 21 new messages, but she didn't check them.
She opened her textbook to prep for the afternoon class.
...
After freshening up, Ursula took her and a couple of colleagues to the buffet. Soon after, more teachers and some of Ursula's friends joined.
Jocelyn and the others got Ursula a three-layer cake, which she playfully blamed them for wasting money on, but still donned a crown and made a wish when the candles were lit.
When asked about her wish, she hoped for her class to top the finals and for her subject to lead the ranks.
Everyone teased her for being so wicked, leaving no room for the others to shine.
They had a blast, eating, drinking, and chatting. Jocelyn was in high spirits too.
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