Fallin in love

The end.

*Age 12*
<Middle school>

"Okay class we're going to do a little thing called a time capsule!" Miss Vasquez smiled widely as she passed out blank sheets of notebook paper.

She laid a sheet in front of me and I picked up my pencil, ready to write...

It then dawned on me that I had no idea what to write..

I sat and thought.

"I want everyone to write a letter to your future self 15 years from now." Miss Vasquez smiled as she handed out blank sheets of notebook paper.

I began to really think about what I wanted to say and ask or tell my future self.

Dear future y/n,

I'm not sure if you remember this but Mrs. Vasquez is having the class make time capsules. So this is my letter to my future self. First off I want to ask if we are happy. I really hope so.

I have a few other questions for you. Does dad come back? You may not remember but this is the 3rd time he's left us and I know he normally comes back but this time it feels different I guess. Mom and dad had a really bad fight this time. Anyways. Do we have a boyfriend? If so is he nice? Is he tall? Does mom like him? Does he buy us candies and ice cream? I hope it's Jacob.. I also hope he doesn't see this.

Anyways. Are we still friends with Harper? I really hope so.

Does mom ever go back to being happy? I don't like how she's been after dad left again.

This us getting kinda long.

My last question is do we have a kid? or maybe multiple?

I really really hope so. I hope we have a baby boy one day. And a beautiful baby girl as well. I hope you name my son something special. Like River or Kian. Or something that we don't hear often.

This is really getting long so I'm just gonna wrap this up.

I hope everything is better for us. I hope we get to travel and I hope we make a big happy family. I don't want my future kids to feel how I feel right now ever in their life so protect them at all costs and be a good mommy or else i'll time travel and kick your butt.

Love, Your 12 year old self

<Present time>

As I remembered that letter I finally realized what I was going to name my son.

Tears formed in my eyes as I reminisced about little me and all those things she felt.

The note was so maturely written it was sad. I grew up so fast without even realizing. I was wise beyond my years for reasons that shouldn't have been.

I used my free hand to wipe my tears before looking down at my baby.

Suddenly my mother and Jacob quietly walk into the room.

Jacob and I exchanged small smiles as he walks over and kisses my head.

"Hey" He whispers.