Unwritten Love Story

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Magnus and I are in a separate class. There's no surprise if we don't talk. He was just a boy who showed me a treehouse, maybe we weren't meant to be friends after all. You can't lose something you never had. When it comes to friendship, I can say I'm friends with almost everybody, but I'm not the type of person who has a big circle of friends or particular friends to be with. I'm always alone, but not lonely. Maybe that's why I was thrilled about the idea of finally having a friend. I thought Magnus would be that person. I never thought about it that way and it wasn't that big of a deal for me. I enjoy my presence.

I like being alone. In that case, I’d keep my thoughts to myself without the need for social interaction. Usually, I let my thoughts perceive me.

I would stay in class every day to write letters to myself for the next day. It became a ritual. After I write the letter, I will leave it on my desk and read it the next day.

But on the morning of  September 22, I found 2 letters lying on my desk. Without a doubt, I read the anonymous letter first.

Hey, Rosella!
        I noticed how you would always leave letters on your desk. Don't worry, I never read any of them. I don't know who they are for, but it reminded me of myself. Especially my 7-year-old self. He would always write letters to everyone, even to himself. I like to write poems if you even care. If you’re interested, I can let you read some. I don’t usually let anyone read my works, but I guess it’s not that bad to let at least one person read them, right? I don't know if you need someone to talk to, but if you do, you can talk to me. I’m a good listener. It’s better to let it out to someone than dump it all on a piece of paper. That's what I realized growing up. I don't fully know you, but I know that you're a great person.

After reading the letter, I only had one person in mind. Magnus.

Could it be? I mean, who else would it be? He did give me a letter in the past. I wanted to talk to him, but I would never catch him alone or not busy.

I was sitting on my desk while I was letting my thoughts flow. There were too many ideas to talk to him but there was nothing realistic. They all just happen in fantasy and not in real life.

"Rose, come downstairs!" My Mom yelled from downstairs.

"The Sinclair's family are going to be here."

I was surprised, happy, and a little nervous at the same time. Why would they come here? Magnus is going to be here? How should I talk to him?

I immediately went upstairs to get dressed. As I was getting dressed, someone was already knocking on the door. I rushed downstairs to greet the Sinclair family. It had only been a couple of minutes but I could feel the tension through the room. The stares my parents were giving and the Sinclair's awkward chuckles. Luckily, Magnus broke the awkwardness.

"So, Rosellia-"

"It's Rosella." At least he got a clue from my name.

"Oh, my mistake. You are part of the school paper thing, right?" Magnus asked.

"Yes. I'm surprised you knew that."

"Oh, yes of course since my-" he got cut off when his mother suddenly spoke, "Magnus, I'm expecting you to have more extracurriculars other than basketball. Look at your brother, he's the editor of the school paper."

"Basketball is the only sport I'm passionate about, Mom," Magnus said while almost mumbling.

"Luci, if that's what your son wants and if he's passionate about it, I don't see why he needs to push himself to other things that he's not interested in." My Mom said that made everyone silent for a moment. I heard Dad clearing his throat when Magnus's Mom spoke.

"He can do better, Rosalind. And I want him to end up with someone passionate about real things and not just by writing a novel that will not even take off." When Magnus's Mom said that, everyone was silenced.

"There's nothing wrong with that Luciana." Magnus's Dad said as his Mom just shrugged.

I could feel that something was wrong. The night finally ended, but I can't help but notice how they don't make eye contact when they talk. The dinner was awkward and it had tension. I went to the treehouse to clear my thoughts. As I was walking on the way to the treehouse, it began raining. It was raining so heavily that everything became vague. I was about to go back home when I heard a scream. I looked back to see a boy climbing on the treehouse. I was stunned but proceeded to run back home.

I was all wet when I arrived. I was about to open the door but I decided to listen to my parents arguing. It was no help since I couldn't hear a thing, so I decided to go inside.

"Where have you been Rosella?!" My Mom yelled. I told them that I helped a dog back to their place. I'll admit, I'm not the greatest liar. I just can't tell them where I was really from.

"Don't leave like that next time, Rosella." My Dad said and I just nodded.

Was it possible that they argued because I suddenly disappeared or was it about something else? I never thought about it too much since the only thing that was on my mind was that Magnus still goes to the treehouse. But how come we never crossed paths?