*Chapter 1

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Dear You,

I'm gonna start writing these letters. Just to rant about you cuz sometimes my best friend isn't free for me to rant to.

So anyways we recently became high school freshmen. About 2 months ago maybe? After 3 years of liking you I finally told myself I wasn't gonna like you this year. I failed. 2 weeks in and I realized how much I missed you over the summer. I know we texted each other everyday and we even called each other a few times, but it wasn't the same as seeing you everyday at school.

I sent you my class schedule a few hours after I saw it. You said, "Omg we legit have no classes together," and I died. I'm not making fun of you, that's really how you talk. And it's kinda funny cuz I try to talk like that too but you always make fun of me and I try to defend myself and pretend to be mad at you but really I'm smiling so hard at my phone screen my cheeks hurt. And when I say "Lol" or "😂" it means I'm actually laughing out loud. I'm not just saying that and not even smiling like some girls. I realized that I tend to say those things a lot cuz you make me so happy. You're one of the only people that can make me laugh for hours just by sending words onto my phone. And you're not one of those people that text all in one box. Oh no no that's not like you at all. You type text box after text box after text box. I think you influenced me to do it too. But I'm not as good as you. Haha

We're starting to get a lot closer this year. Texting more often then usual. Starting with the subject of homework. And then trying to do our homework together but then getting really off track and we start talking about random things. Like recommending songs to each other, ranting about the newest episode of Girl Meets World, or something just totally random. Sometimes I wonder if you're smiling at you're screen while texting me too. Then we'd technically be smiling at each other. But I guess I'll never know, will I? Well I guess we'll see how the rest of the year goes.

Love,
Me

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