Dear Connor,
I first realized I liked you last week. That doesn't mean that I just saw you in the hallways at school and was all like, "He's cute I like him now." No. Thats not what happened at all. I see you in the hallways all the time and we have the same lunch, but what really made me notice you as more than someone who went to the same school, was when you appeared randomly in one of my dreams. I know that sounds creepy but I promise its not. The thing with my dreams is no one from school ever shows up in my them (espesially guys), and when I wake up I never remember what they were about, who was in them, or what happened. This dream was different though. In this dream I remembered everything perfectly, and you were in it. Basically in my dream we fell in love. Weird, I know, especially considering the facts that your a sophmore, i'm a freshman, we've never spoken a word to each other, and you probably don't even know who I am. After the dream I noticed myself looking for you everywhere during school. In the hallways, at lunch, and when we would all leave to go home. To be honest it scared me. Then I slowly found myslef thinking about you. The only reason I didn't admit to myslef that I liked you sooner was because your the first person i've ever liked that I didn't base my opinion solely off of looks/appearance and I think that scared me a little bit. I mean all I know about you is that your on the football team, your on beta(I only know that because i'm on beta too), and the stuff my friend has told me about you. Basically what i'm saying is, I like you. If you were to some how have a Wattpad account, read this, figure out who I am, and then ask me on a date I would freak! When I imagine about going on the perfect date with you, I imagine us going to a fair or carnival and riding all the rides, playing all the games, eating funnel cakes, laughing and joking around. I imagine us being the only two people left at the fair/carnival right before it closes and going on the ferris wheel. Before we get on the ferris wheel we ask the operator to stop the wheel right when we get to the very top. When we get to the top we both gaze up at the stars while you try to explain football to me, and right before the operator starts the ride again you kiss me on the cheek and ask me to be your girlfriend, and I say yes. Thats how I imagine the perfect date with you would go. Even though you wouldn't feel the same way a part of me hopes you find this letter.
-Someone
( I'm a girl by the way )
