lowercase intended.
it had been another day since the last letter. and to his surprise, he was actually really looking forward for the letter this afternoon. he's had a bad day since his first period started. first, was he failed his history quiz, which he has never failed on one before, then he got humiliated in lunch when someone picked on him for having a long fringe and because of that, he was somehow being an 'emo' then he had also failed his algebra quiz.
he had a long day, and only a letter from this mysterious person could make him happy. he got to his locker and opened it, an envelope was stuck inbetween his english textbook and his geography textbook. he snatched it from between the books and read the folded letter inside.
hey lucas. :) (hope you don't mind me calling you that). anways, it's okay that you failed your history quiz, it was a popquiz, so, almost everyone failed, including me. it's okay, i bet you'll pass on the next one. :-D also, i'm sorry for what happened during lunch. i'll go and kick michael's ass for you. anything for the handsome boy. ;) and i don't think you're emo. but some people believe that the bands you listen to are emo, and i hate it. they're not depressed and emo; they're sunshines and ponies, am i right? yeah, i think i'm right. and, i don't know how else your day went. but daily reminder that i love you and you mean so much to me. byebye! until tomorrow again, lucas! :) x love you.
he sighed out of relief, that she didn't think that he was emo. it was nice to finally have someone the same music taste as him, and not just someone else who thought that the bands he listened to were emo and depressing and suicidal. he then put the envelope with the other envelopes, slamming his locker closed then turning to walk out of the school compound, and home. he knew he would receive hell for failing his algebra test, but he didn't care.
someone loved him, and didn't actually think he was emo for listening to those bands.
while she, was inside the music room, pinning michael up to the wall for making fun of luke. "i thought you said you'd leave him alone if i became your girlfriend? what the fuck was that, michael?" she growled.
michael chuckled, "feisty, aren't we? why are you so over protective of him, anyway? he doesn't even know you! he out of your league, thea!"
she rolled her eyes, kicking him in the balls. she let go of him, as he fell to the ground in pain. "the next time you touch him, michael. i'm breaking up with you." she turned on her heel and stormed out of the music room, feeling bad that she didn't see luke's reaction to her letter today.
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