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| 23 days before |

Dear Calum,

        You texted me back. you probably know that already. but holy moley i am feeling so good. 

        you also talked to me a lot during the bus ride. you drew on the palm of my hand and laughed when the nose of your stick figure looked like a penis. i laughed too.

        after texting you that day, i started taking the bus stop. im still insecure when being around you, not going to lie. when ever you sit next to me, i see glances from other junior and senior girls. i get scared and sometimes want to scoot closer to the window. but i dont.

        you ask me questions now. actual questions. questions that make me feel happy and stuff.

        i like that.

        today after we got off the bus, you didnt go off with michael and luke. i remember you told me something about ashton not coming to this school and being a grade older or something. 

        instead of seperating, you asked me where my class was located. i looked at you. i really hope your not a dick, calum. obviously we've been texting...and talking and stuff, but just because im 2 grades lower than you, doesnt mean im unknowledgable of what youve done in the past. im not accusing you of anything, no. i just hope you dont see me as a toy.

        anyways, you ended up walking me to my class.

       you dont know how much butterflies i got. omg, standing next to you...hearing your voice...hearing that laugh, makes me want to scream and smile and omg. im so happy.

        when we got to my class, you told me to text you later. 

        later that day, at lunch, my friends kept asking me what was going on with you. apparently, they didnt even know calum knew me. did they not see you approach me at our table that one time, im laughing.

        anyways, they kind of freaked out. i mean you are really popular and hanging out with a sophomore...like me...isnt really the ideal look you want to get. 

        in the end of the day, i talked to michael. we talked about tattoos this time. we talked about birthdays and how mine was coming up. he told me he'd get me something. i laughed at him, because i rarely get gifts. 

        we talked about his life and kind of got deep. like his past and i just wanted to hug him.

        he suggested that i change my boring brunette hair color to something more 'thrilling'. my mom would kill me though.

        anyways, when i walked out of class with him you were waiting already. i guess your class is really close or something. you smiled at me and i smiled back. it was cool. 

        'hey youre in my history class!' i heard a voice yell. when i looked back, i saw luke smiling at me.

        this for sure got everybody in hall's attention. 

        here i was, me, nia, surrounded my 3 boys.

        i started sweating. this doesnt happen. like wth this only happens in movie.         

        i forgot to tell you luke was in my history class. but i dont really talk to him. i dont really talk to anybody in that class.

        'ya, did you finish that project thing' i rambeled.        

        'do you know me? i never do anything in that class, nobody does! did you?' luke was now leaning against the locker. you and michael were kinda awkwardly standing there.

        'oh, i actually turned it in already-' 

        '-nice luke, way to make her feel better' 

        idk who but somebody whispered it.

        i laughed and told luke it was okay and if he ever needed help id just send a picture of my docs to him. he really appreciated that i think. 

        anyways, i was kind of in a rush cause i was going to miss the bus home. i wasnt about to walk.

        i walked away unnoticed when you guys started to talk about the new blink-182 album coming out and rushed towards my locker.

        but you followed me calum. when i stuffed all of my binders into my locker, i bumped into you when turning around.

        you told me you couldve carried it for me. i denied. you than had that killer smile of yours and took my hand, looking at my palm.

        you mentioned how i still had the nose-penis like drawing on my hand.

        i told you sharpie was hard to rub off. 

        you laughed and told me to bring my sharpies onto the bus tomorrow morning. 

        and i plan on doing so. 

        its now 9;30 and im tired, my hand is aching, but i still have so much to write about. 

        you make me happy calum, even if you disappear after this year, youll always make me happy.

-nia x

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woW

okay i think i update this tooooo much.(( but how can i resist calum. hes too much for me.))

so expect an update in a week or something idk

i still have to finish my AP english assignment opps okay bye 

-alyssa

        

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