3 September 2010, 9:15 pm
So my friend challenged me to write a super short story using just a letter format and I came up with this. I kinda like it but I'm not too sure. What do ya'll think? ---- Dear you, I love you so much. You just don't know it. I wish you would quit staring at the ground and look up! I'm checking you out? Don't you notice? I'm not even trying to be subtle. I even tried that "toss my hair and bite my lip seductively" thing which is like the oldest trick in the book, but obviously your pre-calculus was more interesting. (By the way, you suck at pretending not to noticeā¦.you were "reading" your book upside down). And, also, by the way, when I said "Happy Birthday. I can give you a really good present," I was not talking about a small monetary donation to a charity of your choice nor was I inferring that I was going to give you a gift basket of fruit and chocolate. You are so dense! Seriously, you think a sixteen year old boy would know when a girl says "gift" and raises her eyebrows suggestively, she's talking about something different. (Hey, did you notice how I sounded all husky like Demi Moore when I asked you? I practiced that sexy voice in the mirror for like a week before your birthday. Not that I'd ever admit it). Oh, and I know you weren't flirting with Ashley before third period the other day. You tried to make it look like that (valiant effort, I commend you) but what I've been trying to figure out is WHY? The only conclusion I could come to was that you were trying to make me jealous, but I'm still not sure why. I also briefly considered the possibility you actually were flirting with her, but I ruled that out because A) you started talking to her just as I walked by and B) she didn't look like she even knew who you were. WHY? I ask. WHY must we try and make each other jealous. Honestly, if I said, "Hey! Take me, I'm yours! Chemistry room, you, me, a Bunsen burner, fifth period!" I would show up. You, of course would skip class. So let's summarize here: you're oblivious, a bad liar with possible paranoia. But I still love you. Let's make it happen! XOXOXO, me.... Read More »