The Girl in Seat 23 {l.r.h.}

twenty-five.

Who knew resisting arrest would land you a week in jail? Not me.

And sadly, it wasn't the worst week of my life. Dad said he couldn't afford to bail me out, and I should learn my lesson for sneaking out. Any free time I had was spent writing.

Dear Luke,

Geez, you really ruined my comedic timing with this, you know? I'm banking on the tone of my voice to carry this whole relationship. See, when I call you stupid in writing, it's mean. When I call you stupid out loud, it's playful banter.

Letters are weird, right? Like here I am talking to you and you're not talking back. But in written word form. That's a whole lot of awkward in one activity. And this is coming from me, possibly the most awkward human on this planet.

Maybe second only to you.

Dad said he's not bailing me out. And I said "Ok Dad, thanks for making me waste my one phone call." But at least he picked up. I thought he wouldn't, knowing my luck. You were going to be my one phone call, but I figured you hate me by now. That makes two of us.

I don't regret it though. Dr. King said we were there for the greatest display of human rights in history.

Or something like that.

But I stand firm on what I did. I fought for people like you and me. I'd fight for you. I do. Everyday. Would you fight for me?

Boy, that feels silly, asking you a question you probably won't answer. It was a valid question though. I think I'll ask you face to face when I see those Polaris eyes of yours again. Maybe you'll finally get to kiss me. You know when I said maybe that night? That's something I regret. I should've said yes. Yes kiss me. Kiss me now. Kiss me right now or else I might just die. You're the prettiest boy in the world. Kiss me please.

The guard is telling me my time is up. I call him Meathead because... Well, do I even need to explain that one?

MEATHEAD IS YELLING HOLY SMOKES OK BYE I LOVE YOU

whoa that's the first time I've ever said that to you. It's true, I promise you.

Bye dork.
Rosi

p.s. It needs to be a week already, I look bad in stripes.

I never found out if he got that letter.

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Rosi writing in prison like nothing's wrong aka my whole life ~Laura :)