to cameron

two

dear cameron,

remember first day of tenth grade?

you bumped into me, and i got so furious so i started yelling at you. i had a bad hair day, and i thought my day couldn't get any worse.

and it didn't.

because you were there.

you and your stupid cute smile, your eyes that gained so much hope in them that i felt like all my first-day-of-school anguish has been taken away with the breeze.

then you said "sorry. i'm cameron, by the way. can you show me around?"

and all the strings inside of me connected by those first words that came out of your mouth. i needn't be reminded that we were going to be fast friends, because we already are.

so i told you my name, and said yes.

and so everything started.

love,

mara.

 ♡

a|n: heeey. some letters of mara would be long, whereas some wouldn't be (i've said it before, i know). it's like memories and feelings patched in several pieces of paper.

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