Letter Number Seven

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This Letter is dedicated to @anerdandlovinit for voting on my story, thank you.

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Dear,

Tommy Williams

The whole school have been talking about you and your girlfriend. And to be true to my self it kills me not talking to you. But what can I do when now you don't even look at me anymore. It made me happy and made butterflies in my stomach when you would steal a look from me, and now you don't even glance at me. Your eyes are all on her.

When you would smile, my heart would melt. When you smirked, my heart flattered. Whenever you would look at me, I fell in love.

I sat in the lunch room table alone, when one of your friends dropped his tray next to me. I flinched at the sound. I looked at him, while I held a spork in my right hand and ate whatever sick lunch the school gave. He was fairly tall about 6 feet  something. He had perfect brown hair, wavy. I slightly backed away at him. He was dressed in a green sweater, dark jeans, converse blue shoes. And a white T-shirt. At first he ate in silence not paying attention where he was.

"I hear you have trouble making friends," he says. I pretend I didn't hear him at all. I just keep eating my food, pizza by the way. "Richard," he says as he gives me his hand. I don't bother shaking his hand, he slowly let's his hand drop to the table.

"Sky," I turn to face him. He-Richard looks my way. He has small freckles at the bridges of his perfect nose and checks. He gives me a welcoming nod.

"Sky," Richard repeats, with a smile on his face. They way he said my name made my blush. "Sky, what a beautiful name." He takes a bite from his pizza, dropping some small circular pepperoni to his tray. I laugh a little at this. He chuckles as well before swallowing half of the pizza.

"Why are you here?" I ask curiously. He finishes eating, wipes his fingers with the napkin next to the soda.

"Oh right, well I'm the leader to the Tutoring program and," Richard stated before continuing. "And, Mr. Mike asked me to well, tutor you during lunch and Super-advisory..." Was all he said before I stood up and was about to walk away.

I felt a strong grip on my hand that made me stop. I yanked my arm free and faced him. Richard brought his hand to the back of his head.

"Look, I have seen your test grades and damn they are high scores. Do me a favor and don't be a waste like Caroline." Richard said. Something then inside me erupted, anger flowed through my body and without any warning I brought my hand up and slapped him hard making him turn red. "Ohhhs!! And damns" made it loud enough for everyone to loom at us.

"What is the problem?" A security guard asked making his way through what now was the circle. I was weaken and shacking so bad I needed to grip the hem of my shirt to steady myself.

"Nothing," Richard calmly said. The weight of my chest was then faded.

"Okay! Get back to eating." The security guard ordered. It was now me and him just standing there.

"Don't you dare speak of her life that." I told him.

"Sky you are a very smart chick but if you don't do this I can go right now and say you attacked me for no reason." Richard walked closer to me.

I laughed at this. "You want to blackmail me?" I said with disbelief.

"Well the way you put it really sounds wrong." He smiles revealing two dimples and his perfect white teeth. I swear that for that second I would have forgiven him, but the way he referenced my sister was wrong. My smile soon turn to a pressed line.

"I don't know," I finally say. "I don't know."

Yours truly, 

Sky ✉

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