*Stephens POV*
What's on my mind? A lot of things. For example the fact that I only got three hours of sleep last night and I don't know how I'll be able to stay awake for the rest of the day. But what's mostly what's consuming my mind at the moment is the pretty girl in front of me named Emily. The buzzing of her phone in her pocket. Her jumpy foot tapping on the ground. The way shes trying hard to concentrate on writing her paper. And the way she puts her hand on her pocket, trying to silence the buzzing of her phone.
What's also on my mind is the way she bolts out of the classroom the moment the bell rings, pulling her phone out and disappearing into the hallway in the crowd.
And that was how I met Emily. And lost Emily in the crowd.
But oh Evette, the way she kissed me.. now that was something..
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Dear Evette..
RomanceLetters are sent to Evette by lovers all over the world telling their tales of love and heartbreak. Their stories are filed with pain and passion. Remember: All is fair in love and war.
