Dear Sodapop,

Btw this story is all sodas pov!

I woke up and slid into my houseshoes. Once I got into the kitchen I poured a glass of chocolate milk and sat down at the table and started flipping through the mail. I mumbled under my breath "Bill, bill, magazine, bill, bill, me, bill, wait what?" I turned back to the envelope addressed to me. I never get any mail. There was no return address. I ripped it open and read it in my head.

Dear Sodapop,

     Sodapop, I'm real sorry to hear about your friends passing. I didn't know Johnny all that well but Dallas and me met several times. He's pretty mean.
     Anyway, I've had a pretty big crush on you for a while now and I don't have the guts to talk to you so I just wrote you a letter.
     I know this is really weird. I'm not some 10 year old girl who is just looking to see if you respond so she could show all her friends.
     You don't have to respond but if u do just leave it in your mailbox and ill have someone pick it up.
     Thanks for reading. Have a nice day! :-)
     
                                ~?

I just sat there in shock. Did I have a secret admirer? Wow! I walked over to the desk in me and Ponyboy's room. I took out a pin and started writing.