dear a fletcher,
1) OKAY LET'S GET MARRIED RN MEET ME AT 7/11 AND LET'S GET HITCHED
2) jk let's not that'd be inSANE
3) i love your middle name omg :-)) ....fletcher.... it's so cute.like you <3
4) i'm vv magical and have like psychic powers so that's how i knew you were a drummer just btw ;P
ugh this class sucks... it wish i could meet you too... but i'm scared. i don't think you'll like who's behind this "cute handwriting". so let's wait a while yeah?
tell me more about you. and then i'll decide if we should ever meet.
what grade are you in? cuz i know mr cole teaches classes with seniors and juniors so i'm curious
dammit this nosey ass bitch hoe beside me is trying to see what i'm writing. um nO THAT"S RUDE STAY IN YO LANE
igtg i guess ily too
-- t marie
ps ur so cocky bro u think u can get me on a first date?? ;P
pps okay maybe u will cuz himym references are hott af
ppps but ima make u sing for me cuz i have a 6th sense and i know ur amazingg
wowowowowowowowowow i finally updated like jeez michaela get ur life together.
im vv sorry that it took me so long and that this chapter sucks just pls pls pls fogive me i promise it'll get better i think im gonna have them like find out a little more about each other and then like meet and then it'll be over but idk. i think it's gonna be like super slow updates from now on cuz i'm in my school musical and between that and like regualr school with and ap class and honors classes i literally have no time to even breathe. i'm actually supposed to be doing hw rn but i decided i could give up sleep tonight to give u a chapter cuz yall been waiting.
tysm for being amazing ily all pls keep reading and voting and comment or message me i'll reply :)
alright this author's note is longer than the declaration of independence so i'm out
peace bitchachos <333
michaela
ps can any of you guess what "t" stands for???
i'll give you a hint: it's actually her nickname. her full name starts with an "o"
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notes {a.i. au}
Short Storyin which two strangers become more through notes tucked in the crack of a desk