love always,

them?

about a week later, i forget about the letter. the days were pretty normal, wake up, regret it, go to school, and fall back asleep til the next day. it was a pretty accepting thursday, when i open my locker expecting just find my journal. when i see a pink piece of paper, laying on the floor of the locker. i pick it up wondering what it was. the scent of bubble gum drifted through the air, with kai  written on the top of the paper in cursive. I start squealing in exitement, to where half the people in the hallway looked at me. i planned on not opening the letter until i got home from school. all day i couldnt stop thinking about who the mystery letter writer could be. i get gittery every time i look at the beautifully decorated envilope, probably created by a female.  i was really exited to talk to someone, till i relized they could be just telling me to shut up and stop annoying them. the more i thought about it, the more i had a feeling that i wasnt going to be happy about this letter. by the time i got on the bus, i was dying of suspense. i couldnt help but rip it open mid ride. i read it over and over again before i relized that the mystery person wasnt telling me to fuck off. i was so releaved, that i forgot my bus stop was coming up. when i got off the bus, i sat down and read it again for the seventh time. i walked home, and held the letter close to my chest, like it was a college acceptance letter. i felt so happy that this person got back to me, though it sounds cliché it was so nice to talk to someone.