September 1
Dearest Miss Jock,
At the ice cream parlor today, you ordered a small scoop of vanilla.
I wondered why you didn't get a chocolate sundae. I knew it was your favorite, I've seen you come here for years.
I hated chocolate.
I ordered it in the hopes of you talking to me.
I know that we run in different social circles.
I know that your group of friends is nonexistent.
I know that you don't get the best grades.
And I know that you're the best football player that I've ever seen.
I just don't know if you love me back.
YOU ARE READING
Two Different Worlds
Short StoryShe, an unpopular jock. He, a popular nerd. How? Good thing they both love the same ice cream shop.