The Letter

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The sun shone brightly through my window. I squinted until my eyes started to hurt. Opening my eyes wide, I noticed a letter on my desk. As I stretch and yawn, I slowly get out of bed and shuffle over to the littered desk. I pick up and open the letter slowly. I have to read it over a few times to understand it.
'Dear (Y/N),
I noticed you staring at him. Back off! He's MINE!
XOXO,
Heather'

Why did it have to be from Heather? Why not Linsey, or-or even Macy? Out of all the people it could be, why? I tossed the letter aside, looking for my phone. Where is that darn phone? I find it, turn it on, and check my messages. Of course, like always, my friend Stacy sends me like, a gazillion of those texts saying, 'Hey, whatcha doin?'. I reply saying, 'I just woke up, stop it'. "(Y/N), COME DOWN NOW!" Mom yells. Shoot. I realize that she was calling you down the whole time. "COMING!" I yell back. I quickly get dressed and practically fall down the stairs. "Finally, you're here" she says to you firmly, but lovingly. "Yeah, yeah, I know" I start, "Hey, did you put that letter on my desk?" "Yes, I did." "Well, it wasn't very nice." I tell her. "Well, what did it say?" she asks. I quickly run upstairs to get it. Coming back down, I almost slip again, but regain balance and hand the letter to her. She scans the letter up and down, left and right, looking from the letter to me to the letter to me and then back to the letter. "Well, I can talk to Heather's mother and see if I can sort it out with her."
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Arriving at school by bike, I lock it up and rush inside. I run through the halls like a maniac while people try to get my attention. I nudge them aside gently to get to my locker. Finally getting it unstuck, I grab my books and rush to History class.

*Time Skip cuz im lazy*

I glance at your watch, waiting for... something. I don't EXACTLY know what I'm waiting for, but I'm sure it's important. "(Y/N)!" a voice calls. You look around, slightly startled. "Hey, wazzup?" Andrew asks while I, for some reason, started doodling all over my notebook cover. "Umm... whatareyoudoing?" he asks quickly. "I'm not sure" I say, stopping suddenly. "Well, you know the... Spring Dance ins coming up and..." "You want me to go with you" I finish. He blushes hard. I giggle and playfully punch him on the arm. "Ouch" he moans, but it's heavily exaggerated. "So... can you come over tonight?" he asks. "Oh, umm... not tonight" I said back. "Well, how about we get back to class then, (Y/N)" he holds out his arm for me to take. I glance at my watch again and realize I'm almost late for Chemistry. "Oh no" I groan. He grabs your hand and pulls you up off the grass. You both quickly rush back to class, giggling at something that is obscure.


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