Love Letters

Chapter 1: Process of Elimination

As class was about to begin, Annie made her way to her first class. Unfortunately for her, it wasn't math. Instead, it was English. Despite that, she still liked that class. Her teacher, Miss. Bailey, was rather nice to her. Always helping her when she was stumped, and allowing her to use a dictionary to use new words, or to help her spell a word she was struggling with during her tests, essays, or any other special writing assignment. This was very helpful for her as she can use new and 'exciting' words to write to her beloved math teacher. She even has her own notebook dedicated to new words that she has planned on using to woo her dearest. So far, her choice of words was rather positive.

As she entered the classroom, she was greeted by her smiling teacher. Her hair was propped up in a bun and her cute, chubby cheeks grew as she smiled at her star student. Her pink lips sparkled with the sparkling lipgloss that she always wore.

"Good morning, Annie" Miss. Bailey said cheerfully.

"Good morning, miss." Replied Annie as she took a seat at her desk, and set down her backpack on the floor under her desk. Her legs protecting her bag.

Annie took out her pencil from behind her ear and pulled out her English composition notebook from her backpack.

As she sat there, watching the other students come in, she paid close attention to their movements, behaviors, and what they said. Sure, it was such a hassle since there was so many of them, but she managed. It wasn't long until her ear caught something. Her train of thought moved towards a conversation a few female students had. She would have shrugged them off and paid attention to someone else if it wasn't for that keyword.

"That is so gross. Who would even love that creepy teacher? Baldi, of all people!"

Annie listened in on them carefully but didn't make any eye contact. She fumbled with her pen anxiously as she listened.

"Apparently Elanor." huffed a girl with red hair and thick-rimmed glasses.

Carefully, Annie ripped out a sheet of paper from her composition notebook and began to write down the name of this particular rival. While writing, she continued listening.

"That's so gross and totally illegal! He is a teacher! Not a student." Gagged another girl who had ridiculously long nails

"Who would even like a gross man like him?" Sneered another girl with a heavy amount of makeup on.

"Yeah, not to mention that he is a total jerk. He gave Hanna such nasty bruise last time. " Huffed a blond girl with her hair up in a ponytail.

Although those rude remarks towards her dearest Baldi hurt her and angered her, they could not compare to this next line of dialog.

"She even said that she was the one leaving notes to professor Baldi."

This angered Annie so much. She could feel her own blood boil in the pure rage she was feeling. How dare she claim her own love letter to her dearest Baldi as her own! Annie tried really hard to contain all her anger. She gripped her pencil so tightly that it might just give in at any moment and snap. Before she could be pushed over the edge, the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class. Annie took in a deep breath, and place a small smile on her face.

"Good morning class." Miss. Bailey began.

"Good morning." Annie and a few other students replied. And thus, class began.

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As the bell rang, signaling that class had ended, a herd of children raced their way out of class. To Annie's luck, she heard the same group of girls speaking again, but with a new party member.

"Oh. Hey, Elanor!" Said the girl with the long nails. A massive smile plastered on her caked-up face. Annie looked and glared at the girl named Elanore. The two girls embraced each other for a hug. Annie studied her features as the two talked about whatever they were talking about.

She was average height, blue eyes, and light brown hair. It was obvious that she was wearing makeup as her lips were tinted red, her eyelashes thicker than the average eyelash, and the contouring on her cheeks. Her hair reached her shoulders, and she had this pineapple themed backpack.

Once Annie finished studying her, she made her way to her next class. Her face lightened up as she realized what her next class was. It was her math class. She will be in class with her beloved teacher. Excitedly, she skipped her way to Professor Baldi's class, a big smile stitched to her face throughout the whole way there. As usual, she was the first one to enter her class.

"Good morning, Professor Baldi!" She said as soon as she entered. The smile on her face was still there when she entered.

"Oh! Hello there Annie!" He said as he was organizing some papers. He had his usual smile on his face and spoke in his usual cheerful voice. Oh how much she loves him for that. Just him being himself makes her fall more and more in love with him.

"How was your day today?" She asked him as she sat in her assigned seat.

"My day is doing pretty well. Thank you! How about you?" He asked, looking up at her just for a second.

"My day is going fantastic! How was your day yesterday?" She asked him as she pulled out her math notebook and her special pencil.

"It wasn't too bad for me. Thank you for asking. How about you?" He asked her, his eyes fixated on the papers.

"It was wonderful!" She spoke softly, thinking about the wonderful handwork she did on that love letter, and her time with him yesterday. However, she frowned as soon as she remembered something. That damn Elanor was practically stealing her work, claiming it as her own. Before she could let out her anger, she took in a deep breath to calm herself and placed herself in a happy place. A place where she and Baldi could be happy together.

While she was daydreaming, more and more students came in. She soon broke herself from the trance as she tried to focus on anyone who was trying to get close to her dear Baldi. So far, she had yet to find anything suspicious. Something did happen as soon as a teacher walked in. She studied the teacher and paid close attention to her. Something about her seemed off, and she didn't like it.

She quickly recognized that teacher as none other than her Science teacher. Miss. Davis. What was she doing here? She couldn't hear much of what they were saying as the two were practically whispering. However, she noticed that the two were smiling. This was a red flag for Annie. Judging by her movements, she seemed to be flirting. Enraged by this, she quickly pulled out the piece of paper from earlier and scribbled on there "Miss. Davis"