Letters

Dear Haru...

8:00 PM

It was dark out. But not pitch black. More like a navy blue night sky. I was doing my homework, my room was softly lit by the lamp on my desk. When I finished I was about to go to sleep when I heard a faint knock on my window. I looked out and saw a medium sized paper airplane resting on my windowsill. I opened my window, grabbed the plane, and unfolded it to see if there was something written on it.

Whatcha doing?? Let's talk!

I was right. I looked out my window and saw him. My best friend since forever.

Haru

His head was poked out the window and he was smiling. I started to laugh as I grabbed a pencil and started to write something underneath his message.

I was about to go to bed but we can talk for a little bit!

I proudly read my message and tried to remake Haru's perfect paper plane. I tried following every crevice and folded pieces to the best of my abilities, but I could never do it as perfect as him.

I opened my window and threw the remade plane back to him. Luckily, it just about made it to his window. I watched as he unfolded the plane and read the message. Next thing I knew he sent the plane back over to me. I saw the plane soar right through my window and skid on my bedroom floor. Haru was really great at paper planes. I picked it up and read it.

Yay!! Also I need to properly teach you how to make a paper airplane

I wrote back:

Definitely. How are you so good at making them though?

He answered:

Practice I guess. Maybe tomorrow after school if we have time. It all honestly depends on if the Baking Club will meet tomorrow

I wrote back:

What does the Baking Club have to do with paper airplanes?

He answered:

Rumor has it that they're gonna make double chocolate brownies tomorrow and I reeeeeeaaally wanna try them. But if Rana is still sick they probably won't meet

As I was about to answer back I realized that there was no more room on the paper to write. I grabbed a fresh piece of paper from my desk and wrote back:

Rana is still sick??? That stomach bug really hit her bad huh? I feel bad for her. But if Rana is better tomorrow, we're definitely getting those brownies :)

As soon as I finished my message I froze. I realized I had to make a new paper plane. I clumsily tried to follow and copy Haru's past example, but in the end it came out as a floppy version of the previous one. When I was about to throw the flimsy plane, I took a deep breath and hoped that it would make it. I threw the plane and watched as it only got halfway through the air before it pathetically fluttered to the ground.

I hung my head in disappointment. Just then I saw Haru smile the way he does whenever an idea pops into his head. I saw Haru start to climb out his window and I squeezed my own hand nervously. Haru's bedroom window wasn't even that far from the ground, but I was still scared. Just then I saw him start to lose balance and fall into his mom's garden. I let out a little squeak and covered my eyes with my hands. When I removed my hands, all I saw was Haru's hand giving me a thumbs up. I was immediately relieved that he was alright. I watched him trod out of the garden and quietly walk to where the flimsy plane fell.

He picked up the plane and unfolded it to read what was written. He smiled and looked up at my window. I felt my face turn a little red as I smiled back. I watched him magnificently climb back through his window and reshape the plane. A minute later he sent the plane back. I unfolded it and it read:

I'm fine don't worry. Goodnight! :)

I shot Haru one last glance and waved goodbye to  him. I shut my window, reached under my bed, and pulled out a small box from underneath. I opened it up, placed both the first letter and the second letter in the box, shoved it back under my bed, and crawled back into bed.

If only I knew how crazy things would get in the future...