Dear You

Dear You

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It's not rare to find yourself infatuated with someone during the course of your high school years, nor is it hard to confuse an infatuation with true love. What is extremely rare is heading towards your final months of school, yet still having feelings for the same person since the first day of high school. However, when your level of insecurity is extremely high and your level of confidence is extremely low, turning to anonymous letters is the best way to show your affection towards someone without having them judge you based upon your looks. And that's exactly what Phoenix Dawson decided to do, but never did he expect his love letters to turn into something greater.
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Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go. A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard. Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book. There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is. Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer. ___________________ "I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever. "It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile. "It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time. "Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" "Because it's me"

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