Good Girls Love Bad Boys

And Now, We Wait.

"God, that was probably the most boring psych class we've had!" Kaela groaned as we left the lecture hall, "I honestly think I fell asleep at one point!"

I giggled, "You did! I had to wipe your drool with my sleeve and nudge you before anyone heard your loud snoring!" I showed her the sleeve of my light grey hoodie to reveal a dark spot covered in her drool.

Kaela looked at me with a disgusted look on her face, "Hm. That's disgusting..." She cracked a smile, looked down, and shook her head, "Oh! I almost forgot!" She reached into her bag that rested on her side, "I've got your textbook here! Thanks for letting me borrow it," she handed it to me.

"Oh! Yes, thanks!" I was putting it in my bag when I remembered I had put my letter to Dinger in it for safe keeping... you know, the heartfelt one I wrote for myself and myself only. Before I put the textbook in my bag, I began to flip through the pages to find where I put the envelope with the letter in it.

"Oh, and I also did you a favour that I know you would never do on your own! I made sure to run by the mailbox before class and drop the letter to Dinger in the mail slot!" Kaela exclaimed.

I stopped dead in my tracks and slammed the textbook shut. "What?!" I screeched. Kaela stopped a couple steps ahead of me and turned to look back at me.

"Oh come on, Annie... as if you would send that letter to him on your own. I know you too well. You'd say that it wasn't worth it, and that he'd never read it, blah blah blah. I saved us both the headache and just sent it for you!" She shrugged.

"I would've sent the letter I wrote and left on my desk! The one I wrote that was generic, and casual, that didn't make me look like a complete head-over-heels idiot! The one you sent was the one I wrote for myself, the one where I poured my heart out and told Dinger I still loved him!" I put my hands on my head and began to breathe sharply and quickly.

Kaela's eyes widened, "What do you mean you wrote two letters? Who writes two letters?"

"Haven't you seen a movie? There are girls out there that write two letters! One for the boy that doesn't say what she feels, and one for herself that says everything! You just sent the letter that says everything!" I snapped. I couldn't believe it.

"But that's how you feel, isn't it? Isn't it a good thing that I sent that? It's like... I don't know... ripping off a bandaid?" Kaela grimaced. She wasn't sure if she was making this better or worse.

"Well, yeah! But I haven't spoken to him in two years! How do you think he will feel getting a letter from me that had my heart poured onto the pages? Dinger's never been good at feelings. This is going to freak him out! Besides, he's famous now! Why would he go back to someone like me? Someone from Cleveland, a place he's trying so hard to get away from and forget!" I began to breathe even quicker.

Kaela came over and began to rub my back, "I'm so sorry, Annie! God, I feel so awful. I really am sorry. Look, it'll be okay. Maybe he won't get it? Maybe it'll get lost in the mail... or maybe he won't get to it because he's got so much other fan mail to read!"

"Are you trying to make me feel better about this?!" I exclaimed.

"I don't know! You acted like you didn't want him to read it, and now when I say that he might not, you're getting upset that he might not read it! What do you want?" Kaela bit her lip.

I sighed. I walked over to a bench and sat down. Kaela followed and sat down next to me. She continued to rub my back as my breathing returned back to normal.

"I just wish you never sent it..." I whispered.

Kaela looked down, "I know, I'm really, really sorry Annie."