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September 5

Dearest Miss Jock,

Your hair was curled. I didn't like it.

Of course, I think that you're beautiful in whatever you do. It comes with the whole being in love thing.

But it wasn't you. It kept getting in your face.

You couldn't tie it back during soccer practice, but you were still playing magnificently.

The smile on your face while you played football could light up my days for centuries. But it messed with your game, and the other girls were talking behind your back as usual.

I should know. I watch your soccer practice every day.

The guys staring at you all day didn't help matters either. They're starting to see how beautiful you really are, and it bothers me.

I want you all to myself.

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