A Letter to You

letter one

After lunch, you were pushed and shoved out of the cafeteria by the hordes of students desperately trying not to be late to any of their classes on the first day. Your cousin and her friends had been with you at some point, but you lost them amidst the crowd and decided to seek solace at your locker. Besides, you needed to grab a few books for the rest of the day.

When you got to the end of the hallway that your locker was situated in, you caught sight of a head of raven hair, already familiar to you even from the back. Mikey was hovering around the area, doing something, though you couldn't quite tell what from where you were standing. However, you didn't get to ask as she filtered into the crowds, disappearing from your sight before you even made it to your locker.

You simply shrugged as you put your combination in, popping open the metal door with a squeak and cringing at the noise. A single piece of paper tumbled out and onto the ground, landing face up and inviting you to read it. You knelt down, picked it up, and scanned it quickly, eyes widening upon realizing what was written.

Y/N,

We've only just met, but there's something about you that draws me in, something I wish to understand. I want to know more about you, want to unravel the complexities that I've already noticed. And I'm determined—I will do it.

          <3

You read over the note again and again and again, brain trying to process the words. It was written in an unfamiliar, messy scrawl, and some words were nearly illegible, but understanding the idea of the letter wasn't difficult: you had a secret admirer.

"What's that?" Maddie asked as she appeared out of nowhere, and you jumped at the sound of her voice, startled. You handed the note over to her, hoping that whoever had written it wouldn't mind a few other pairs of eyes looking at it. "No fucking way." She flipped the paper over, trying to find anything that could clue her in as to who had written the letter, before flipping it back and re-reading it. "You have a secret fucking admirer."

You blushed at the thought, though it seemed to be true. "Do you recognize the handwriting?" you asked, hopeful that your cousin would have some idea of who the mystery person could be. However, she shook her head, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Nope. But, this person seriously needs to work on their penmanship," she chuckled. "Did you notice anyone around here?"

"Well...I saw Mikey," you said, and then you backtracked a bit. "But, you know, that makes sense 'cause her locker is right next to mine, so I doubt it's her."

Maddie stared at you with a gleaming grin that you couldn't really decipher. "See that would make sense if it were anyone else, but I know Mikey, and I know she doesn't keep shit in her locker. She doesn't see the point."

"So you think it could be her?" you asked, hope stirring in your stomach.

"Maybe," your cousin said. "Although, I don't know how much sense that would make. I mean, she's already taking you on a date." She shrugged, and you felt yourself deflate a bit. "But, it could be her. How about...this?" Maddie pulled her phone from her pocket, snapped a picture of the note, and then you felt your own phone vibrate. You slipped it out of your pocket, staring at the new notification that had popped up.

bunch of losers

Mads (12:07pm): 1 attachment

Mads (12:07pm): anyone recognize this handwriting??? IMPORTANT

The others in the impromptu groupchat were quick to answer.

Jenna (12:08pm): no what is that

Unknown (12:08pm): thats some chicken scratch mads

Unknown (12:08pm): it's dylan btw y/n

Unknown (12:08pm): DOES Y/N HAVE A SECRET ADMIRER

Unknown (12:09pm); and it's emma!!!!

Mads (12:09pm): some1 dropped it in y/ns locker

Mads (12:09pm); so no one recongizes it???

Dylan (12:10pm): afraid not

Emma (12:10pm): nope but that's fuckin adorable

Jenna (12:10pm): cant say i do

"Damn," Maddie said as she clicked her phone shut. "Guess we're outta luck." She handed the note back to you, and you folded it, tucking it into your back pocket. "We'll figure it out eventually," she promised, tapping you on the shoulder a few times.

"Yeah, okay," you muttered, grabbing your necessary books, shoving them into your backpack, and then shutting your locker. "What class do you have now?"

"Calculus," she answered with a roll of her eyes. "You?"

"Also calc.," you said.

"Oh! Perfect!" She grabbed your hand. "C'mon. We can't be late."

author's note: short chapter but the first letter has been dropped in. who could it be from? because if it's not mikey, then what was she doing?? hmmm.

-bingwriterxo