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dear mike,

my name is will in case you didn't know. I'm in 10th grade English period four and I got assigned you as my penpal.

well, mr. clarke said to write about yourself in this letter but there's not much about me to talk about.

I mean everyone knows that I got 'lost in the woods' four years ago, or at lease what the rumor says. thats not my place to validate it or now.

I guess I have one brother and one sister, my mom died last year but my brother takes care of us now. It's actually not that bad.

anyway i guess i'll be hearing alot more of you now so yeah.

from, will


to will kid

so um yeah im mike as in michael.

is there anything short 4 will?

well shit, im not going to pretend not to know common English here the teachers don't read these anyway right? of cource you're not going to answer right now.

so um my parents are alive and together (sorry about yours btw) and I have two sisters who are both crackheads and I think I know your sister. so anyway well I play on the baseball team, but you knew that already i guess because of all those broozes you went home with. sorry about that by the way, im not going to try to sound sincere in this letter because quite frankly i dont give a fuck. or two shits you know what ever.

-mike


dear mike,

so you're just as 'fuck off ish' in your letters as you are in real life then? 

I don't mean that in a bad way, it's just an observation. I mean isn't it hard, trying to write nice for your teachers? 

well, I wouldn't know I was just born a kiss up, its just who I am.

also yeah you know el. you broke her heart in 7th grade, and 8th grade, and 9th grade. good thing she finally learned her lesson, although she claims she's a lesbian now...? I think thats weird anyway, because she liked you and last time I checked you weren't a chick.

I'm not trying to be a homophobe or anything, don't get me wrong, gay rights (we keep winning by the was suck on that) but I just think shes trying to be something she's not.

anyway hasta la vista amigo.

from, will


to will kid

you're gay?

-mike


dear mike,

I mean yes but that's not you're business.

also you don't have english until friday, writing letters in your spare time I see.

maybe you're the gay one.

from, will


to will kid,

calm down, dont piss your self. it was two words.

and I'm not gay.

-mike


dear mike,

yet you keep writing back, its only Wednesday bucko.

from, will


to will kid

would you rather i just wait till friday because thats fine by me!

-mike

p.s. you keep checking the box, its not only on me


dear mike, 

i'm not the only one checking.

from, will


dear mike,

the answer is yes.

from, will


to will kid

fuck off.

-mike


dear mike,

what? mike, you can't just pretend that didn't happen.

from, will


dear mike (again)

mike. in case you didn't remember let me catch you up.

under the stars friday night you asked me.

you asked if I felt the same. I ran away then, I shouldn't have.

when you kissed me I got scared, I think you did to.

from, will

p.s. the answer is yes.


to will kid

i don't know what you're talking about fag, don't write here anymore.

this project went on way too long, why did I even bother with a fruit like you.

-mike


dear mike,

i honestly, completely honestly don't know what to say.

so let me just give you some advice.

every time someone gets close to you, don't push them away. every time someone says they even might care about you, don't tell them their wrong. every time you feel something that's not hate don't deny it. because then you'll have nothing left.

I know you've done it before, I've seen what you do.

from, will


to will kid

I only do that do it hurts less when they leave

-mike


dear mike,

maybe this time it'll be different, maybe this time someone will stay.

from, will


to will kid

i just need someone to say

you in?

-mike


"i'm so in." will said with a soft smile

"i was hoping so." smiled mike 


a/n    I relate so much to this mike lmao

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