Letters to her ↔ m.c {on hold}

seven.

Things were really weird in just one day. For starters Michael and Carmen had met at the bus but that wasn't the only weird thing that day.

Next weird thing of the day happened at class. When Michael went to Math he found a small white envelope at his usual seat. A deep red lipstick stain was at the top of it with no further information as to who wrote it.

"Take it" he heard whispering but didn't see who said it. So as he sat down at his desk he placed the second letter of the day (not Carmen's obviously) inside his bag.

Not wanting to fail; Michael started taking notes so he could study later. When he looked up weird thing number three of the day happened.

Elizabeth stood there in all her glory; hazel eyes studying him and her signature blonde hair caught in a neat ponytail. Her hands were covering her mouth but Michael could tell she was smiling.

He on the other hand couldn't help but blush when he realised she had turned her entire body behind so she could look at him.

Not sure how to respond he looked down at his notes and started scribbling numbers and x's and y's. Then he looked up again and Elizabeth was still there looking at him.

This time though she blushed and moved her hands away from her mouth to wave hi to Michael.

Michael blushed even harder and didn't look at her for the rest of the period just because he realised that the lipstick stain on the envelope was the same color with her lipstick.

When the bell rung people started leaving the room and Michael waited patiently for all to leave( mostly Elizabeth) so he can read his new letter.

Before she left though Elizabeth passed a small piece of paper on Michael's desk. He quickly unfolded and stared at a phone number.

No way, he thought. This isn't her phone number...

But he as we all can imagine that was indeed her phone number.

Michael quickly opened the stained envelope and started reading.

"Dear Michael,

First of all: wow!

I can't believe you thought I wouldn't remember you. You are quite hard to forget. Nobody forgets the only bold enough guy to dye his hair every two/three weeks.

Yes I've been counting.

I'm really flattered actually. I never thought someone could really love me but there you are!

So I don't love you, I'm sorry.

I haven't went back to Luke. I might not seem like it but I'm not that stupid to walk back to the person who hurt me. Luke just says stuff.

So what I'm trying to say is that maybe you should call me. Go out. On a date....

Maybe if you give me time, I will love you too.

Yours sincerely,
Elizabeth"

You know that feeling? That one at the end of the day when you take off your bra? Or when you eat something delicious after being so hungry?

That's how Michael felt now.

He quickly picked up a piece of paper and started writing Carmen's replying letter before he would go find where Calum was. And ask him everything he can. What to do, how to ask her out. Anything.

But first he started writing.

"Dear Carmen,

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Happy late birthday Michael! <3

Hope you liked this bye!