Dear Charlie,
I'm sorry if I haven't write you a letter for the past week, I've been busy observing you and your friend. What's her name again? Phoebe? Yes. Phoebe. What is she to you? You're always with her. You're teasing her,hugging her,laughing and talking with her and you always kiss the top of her head. Is she your girlfriend? If she is, I wouldn't question you why. She's beautiful,smart,kind and caring. As far as I know, she is the kindest girl in school. But I can't help but ask myself, Why not me? I'm kind, and caring.
Oh. Right. I'm not beautiful,and smart. I'm just the Plain Jane
I wish I was her.
Yours,
Lucy.
