Dear No One [on hold]

January 11 ~ 2pm

Dear Mollie, 

Well, hey there, again.

I'm surprised you actually wrote back.

See, I just arrived to my last class today, picked up my bio textbook and oh look, another piece of paper left inside.

At first, in my head I thought, "geez, this chick left one of her random journal/diary entries again."

But then, this time I saw that it was in a sealed pink envelope and it was taped onto the first page, and it said 'READ THIS' written on it in huge capital letters.

Obviously that wasn't left there by accident, unlike the first time, was it now?

So I opened it and read the letter inside. Don't be mad I did. The envelope told me to. Blame the envelope. It was calling me.

And wow, you wrote a lot. A whole page. A whole letter. To me.

I'm not saying that's a bad thing though. It's just, usually a normal person would not do that and then they'd think I'm some creep for writing back to their entry and carry on with their life.

But you didn't do that and you surprisingly wrote back.

You're different, Mollie. You're something else. You're exactly what this school needs. Someone different.

I like that.

I swear I would've remembered you, but I guess I haven't because you just moved in here. Plus you're in none of my classes. But we have the same lame-ass teacher though.

I don't know how you look like either. Maybe I did see you around the halls at one point. Maybe I didn't. Maybe I was looking, but I wasn't really seeing.  

I'm actually glad you wrote back. Wasn't really expecting it, but I was kinda hoping.

So, Mollie. Mollie is your actual name, huh? "Maw-lee"?

Oh, sorry. I thought it was pronounced as "Maw-lie" because of the spelling.

Alright. I like it. That's a cute name.

By the way, I'm not surprised about everyone ignoring you here. They're always like that. It's a normal thing so you don't need to worry. I once was the new kid here, last year. They did the exact same thing. That's pretty much the reason why I have no friends either. Yeah, this school sucks ass. Don't need to say "no offense" to that.

So, you said you suck at science and math, huh? Well, guess what? I don't. They're actually my best subjects. So you've come to the right person. I could tutor you, if you want. I wouldn't mind.

And you want to know why I can't sleep at night? Well, that's because I like to go out at night, meet some people I know in a dark alley-way, sell some drugs, get money, then I'd buy some more cocaine and hookers afterwards...

Nah, haha, I'm just kidding. Got you there, didn't I? 

Don't worry, I'm pretty much the opposite of all that. Remember, I like math. Not meth.

So, the actual reason why I can't sleep at night is because well...stuff. Bad stuff. But not like that "buying drugs/hookers" reason, haha, please forget I said that. It was a joke. 

I don't think I really want to tell you yet. You tell me why you can't sleep at night first. Then I'll tell you. 

Ladies first!  

Haha, then I might give you the key to some of my "shallow and lightest secrets", whatever you said about that. 

And you really want to know my name that badly, huh? Well sorry. Not gonna tell you.

Not yet.  

I still think you're an alien trying to abduct me. So prove me wrong if you want to know!

Well, I paid back the favor. I wrote a letter back to you...if this counts as a letter. I don't know. I've never done this before either. 

Yeah, this shit is really weird. Randomly sending letters to each other inside a passed on biology textbook. I hope we don't get caught.

Oh well. This is weird. I'm weird. You're weird. We're both weird. So this is perfect for us I guess. 

Hope you write back again. 

Sincerely,

The best guy you've ever met. ;)

P.S., Thanks. You're not a shitty writer too. 

And if you don't write back, you'll most likely lose your left ear in the middle of the night. :o