Blair Willows It was a beautiful spring day at school. It was so beautiful, that the teachers let us have lunch outside. I ran to my locker, took out my lunchbox, and met my BFF, Flora, outside at the oldest tree on campus, a willow tree. "Hey Flora" I say, sitting cross legged next to her. "Hello Blair" said flora, taking out a turkey sandwich from her lunch box, cutting it in half, and giving it to me. "Do you want my apple?" I asked, showing her the ripe, red apple I picked from our garden this morning. "Sure" she said, taking the apple. I looked at Flora, with her perfect brown hair, green dress, and silky smooth skin. "How are you so pretty? It's like magic" I ask Flora, taking a bite of the sandwich. flora, however, stopped eating. "Well, magic, I guess" she said, shrugging. Sometimes I don't get Flora. One minute she's the ultimate magic believer and the next, she resents it! But, she seemed to be done with the subject, so I guess I was too. "You know, flora" I muttered " sometimes it's like you have a secret #life" Flora looked at me long and hard "it's for your own good" she said finally. We didn't speak for the rest of lunch.