Dear E,
Some people said you looked stupid or weird in you bat man pajama pants, I think you looked cute.
OMG, when you sat with me and my friends at the end of lunch for the last 5 or so minutes I almost died of hapiness. :-) You kept looking at me, you looked at me soo much that I could feel how red my face was. I think you noticed. Did you?
I looked at you during band, and I told my friends that you looked at me while I was looking at you, but I didn't think they'd believe me if I said the truth. But in reality I looked at you and you were already looking at me. I looked back at my music, and I could again feel my face get bright red, I took one last glance at you and your face was red too. One of them will probably try to ruin it when they read this by saying that he was just out of breath from playing, but he hadn't played in at least 30 seconds.
I'm sorry if I'm wrong and just over reacting but I don't make shit up just for the hell of it. I miss you a lot right now. I'm just too tired and sad to continue to write to you. At least you made me happy for a little while today.
