One Million Tiny Things

Dear Guy from College Dorm 1

Dear Guy from College Dorm 1,

What you did was far from remarkable. Disgusting even. But either way this is going to be a Thank you note.

If it hadn't been for you I would have never been at the state championship today in his Jersey cheering like the proud girlfriend I am. I'd never have had the guts to go through with it. Even though there is no place I'd rather be.

But thank you again because if it wasn't for you and your vulger intentions I'd never have done what I did that day and would have never have got here.

I don't remember what you look, sound or smell like. The drug did its job well. You better ask your dealer to congratulate the source. So the chances of this letter finding you are slim.

I bet Nate remembers you but I doubt he'd ever pass this on without making sure you have another trip to the ICU first, so I'm still weighing my options.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not that thankful that I wouldn't want to see you get beat up a couple more times or even land six feet under. Trust me we'd be doing the world a favour especially naive high school girls you chase like a shark. But I'm not quite sure the police will see it that way and I really don't want to loose my boyfriend, we just got together after all.

So yeah. You probably want to know all the details of the relationship you played Cupid to. No worries, I won't hold back. But I have to say that most of it was second hand from Shana and Nate so I cannot vouch for the accuracy.

So to start off earlier that day, Saturday I think, I had just broken up with Matt. Our relationship, if you can call it that, had been quite the sham. Lasted only about a month and even that was only because I wanted to spite Nate. He had said it was a bad idea the first match I walked it into holding Matt's hand. I had pinned it on the fact that Matt was from the rival team or because he was much nicer than Nate's Ex.

Eitherway I wasn't in the mood for a I told you so. So I convinced Shana to go drinking. That's how we ended up in your dorm. Shana being the designated driver went to hook up with some random guy while I begun hitting on my beloved booze. Then I heard your Indie punk. Won't deny it you have good taste in music. It is a sure way to lure unsuspecting girls into your lair.

You know the rest I guess... my memory is pretty hazy after that.

Shana said she found me completely wasted about half an hour later in your room. She never did specify the details, not that I asked but I have a feeling it wasn't pretty. Anyway, your probably well educated, it is the Art you specialise in after all.

She managed to drag me out and call Nate. Of course the sweet boy arrived in less than half an hour managed to punch you and take us home. Apparently that day in the truck I gained conscious and blurted out my feelings for Nate in a long embarassing word barf, farted and promptely fell back asleep according to Shana. Nate never got that graphic when telling the story so there is a slight reliability issue as Shana can exaggerate a single kiss into an entire elopement in Venice and make it sound convincing.

Anyway the important part was that Nate hung around till I woke up, came around more often and finaly asked me out. We decided to go public last week and I've never been happier. Every moment with him is like a dream come true and the make out sessions... oooh... they are so incredible I have no words to describe them.

If he was an awesome best friend, he's 10 times better as a boy friend. He walks me to class, carries my books and does the whole gentlemen act shabang without making it seem weird. We've been having the best dates so far and literally never run out of things to say. It is almost like I'm in heaven with everyone's dream guy, basking in the other girls jealousy.

So you see my dear, it would be rather impolite not to thank you after all the trouble you went in to for my dream to become a reality. I bet you Nate also thanks you sometimes despite the whole punch at first glance thing you guys seem to share. I sincerely hope you also find a love as pure and enjoyable as ours, the normal way of course that doesn't involve drugs or sedatives.

Thankfully,
Lyra