Dear Jake,
I heard what Danny did to you today...he broke your nose. Why? I heard rumors that he wanted to steal Rylee from you. Is that true? Oh, what the heck. Why am I even asking you? You'll never see these frickin' letters. So, anyways, why are you even dating Rylee? She's not right for you. And I'm not just saying this because I'm jealous...I am, but not that much. Normally, jocks like you date people like Rylee because they're blonde, tall, cheerleaders, and etc. I'm just Kennedy. I have dark brown hair, the tips dyed blue. Instead of bright colors, I wear simple jeans and a t-shirt. My eyelashes are long, so I don't need mascara. But boys barely look my way. Anyways, Jake, that's the real me. Inside, I care for the world, and I like you. What do you feel inside?
Yours Truly,
The Sexy/Beautiful Kennedy
YOU ARE READING
fifty unsent letters
Short StoryWARNING: This book was written when I was 11 and 12 years old so ignore all the mistakes and cringe-ness LOL Kennedy is in love. And by in love, I mean "in love." With a guy she's never even met. Yet for some reason he's caught her eye, and she has...
