Ya'll I need help, I think I'm falling for a Fuckboi.
I honestly don't understand why I'm writing this to you. You are one of the most known hoes at my school. You usually flirt with the girl and lead her on and then ignore her and never really seemed fazed by it. And I've known you since 2nd grade, and you've already lost your V card to a different hoe in her camper, in her backyard (what in the hell where you thinking?)
I used to cheer for you when you played football and we always flirted with each other on and off the field. Honestly, you and your friends (well our friends at the time) always treated me as "one of the guys" so we've always been kinda close to one another.
Even for the past few years when we were at different schools, we would sneak out to see each other and talk or walk and just look at the stars all night.
Well now since we're both freshman and we go to the same school for once, we get to see each other everyday in the halls or at lunch or at pep rallies. It's fun to play around with you. You never get too rough with me and you're always putting a smile on my face.
You're country, but you're not redneck. You have the basic fuckboi haircut that's shaved on the sides and is long on the top, but it makes you look super hot. You have scruff on your face most of the times and it adds the manliness to the whole "bad boy" look you have going on, and I don't know why, but I like it too much. You have an orange Columbia hat that you always wear and a gold chain that screams "momma didn't raise no bitch".
Today we were eating lunch together (we don't have lunch together but today in our school area apparently a drug deal went bad and these dudes were walking around campus with guns and stuff so we were put on lock down for 2 hours so they ended up just putting both lunches together) and (i don't have my phone right now because of bad grades lmao) you asked me if I had my phone and then I told you and you got all sad and said you texted me and thought I was ignoring you and it made my heart shatter...
And then after lunch you and Devin (complete dumbass btw) were walking behind me and Layla and I turned my head to say something and I saw Devin nudge your arm and look towards me and you laughed and blushed and shook you head. And then out of no where you asked me if I was going to homecoming next month, which I answered yes. And then you asked me who I was going with, and I kinda blushed and laughed the question off and you said that I was probably going with all my little girlfriends and I punched you in your arm and we just started to laugh our asses off and then we parted ways.
But then I just kept thinking about it, and now I can't stop thinking about it. Dakota freaking Barron, this love letter goes out to you.
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Love Letters: 7th through 9th Grade
Romanzi rosa / ChickLitSo me and one of my best friends, who is also a writer, have decided that we both are going to write letters about our crushes and tell how they have affected us and our lives. This is probably going to be deep in feelings so yea...
