Dear Ariella,
I wrote a new speech today, but it wasn't to confess a crush on you.
I tried to tell you how much you were blowing me off.
It seemed kind of ironic though, because you blew off the blow-off speech.
Today I got real jealous, so I started flirting with Kathy Bethakowski. I could see you stealing glances, so I brought on my A game.
You ran away.
I'm a mess.
You think so too.
-Lucas
