dear noah,
omg! i just finished reading all of these! im such a bitch. im crying rite now, omg! ive been so freaking cruel to you, i gave you the cold shoulder. omg, you didnt deserve any of that. youre right, im a liar. and an idiot, a stupid fucking idiot for letting you go.
i was just....scared. ok? i might ruin your reputation for going out with you. wait, did i just put that? and also, i fear that even if i can touch your hand, i will faint. omg.
plus im not a gossip or drama person, as you can tell. ur like the school rich bad boy player type of guy and im the school loser, or ignored one. if suddenly we were together, rumors and gossip and drama would spread. i might lower your reputation.
noah, you have it all wrong. I cant leave u alone. its like a fly, your notes, like, they bother me in my head. I cant stop thinking about them!!
i wish we could be friends, secretly. but secret friendships dont work. :/
i guess im not the only one who doesnt want to be "just" friends.....
and no, i dont lie most of the time. but yes, i think im a big bitch lier. i was so motherfucking rude to you, omg. i cringe all the time when i think about it.
and i was telling the truth that time. i practically wanted to have sex with you that time. literally. im a weird kid.
no, no, no noah. plz dont leave me hangin. this IS going to work out, i dont know what i was thinking! im such a stupid idiot. omg.
and plz im sorry. I AM STILL FALLING FOR YOU. PLZ FORGIVE ME!!! PLEASE! im literally sobbing rite now, like--
wait. no no no. is that you? by the bathroom? oh my god, ur staring at me! omg. no.... you walked away. you still must be mad. omg, im crying even harder.
the dude with me at my table was my SCIENCE PARTNER. Ryan Goldberg. He's a nice kid.
but dont get me wrong. here, yeah, i owe you a kiss. and i owe you something else, a date. will you plz not ignore me and make this work???
your time and ur place. or u choose.
ana. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxxoooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxxxxxxxoooooo
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DEAR NOAH
Teen FictionNoah Johnson is receiving letters from a mysterious person in his locker. It is always asking him questions, telling him to leave his answers in locker 285. But who is this mysterious person? Will Noah find out, or will he never know?
