April 30, 2017
Jackson,
I try my hardest to let you see. You mean the world to me but you could never love a girl like me. I am short and I am not nearly as pretty as those other girls. I see the way you look at Madison, the way her perfect blonde hair falls on her shoulders. How her ocean blue eyes twinkle when she looks at you. Her giggle when you tell one of your jokes, she doesn't get the point of the joke but she continues to giggle at it to keep your attention. You can do so much better than Madison Grimms, I wish you could see how much I admire you from the shadows. I notice how you ruffle your hair before putting on your helmet before every game. The way your hair falls in your face when you take it back off. The way you smile to your little sister when she shouts your name while you're on the field. It's a shame the only time you catch a glance at me is when I take my position on the field, keeping a strong grasp on my bari sax. Trying not to make a fool of myself in front of you. Ugh, you're perfect. I don't know why I have this silly crush on you. You are under the Friday night lights and I am just in the bleachers, the place where people complain about there not being anymore seats and say that we shouldn't even be there. Maybe they are right but, I know this is the only place where I can see you but still manage to be invisible. I should just give up on this. Nothing will ever happen I know these stories. The jocks get the cheerleaders and the band geeks are left in the dark to be found by someone even dorkier than them. The thing is I don't want a nerd or a geek. I want you Jackson Yates. To bad it will never happen... Goodbye for now.
Sincerely, Anastasia Grainger
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My Letters to You
Teen Fiction"My Letters to You" is a book based off of how Anastasia Grainger sees high school. When she is home alone she writes letters to her crush Jackson Yates telling him about how she feels about him. Anastasia never sends these letters in fear of being...
