Friends... or Lovers?

Chapter 4

I was still suspicious but believed him. He was my best friend after all.

The bell then rang and mobs of students came pouring in to the halls. Hurrying to their lockers so they wouldn't be late for class. I didn't want to be late either, so I went to my locker, But when I opened it a small piece of paper flew out.

I picked it up, wondering what it could be.

On the front, in perfect penmanship, it said, To:Olivia

I opened it and on the inside it said,

Dear Olivia,

I want to get straight to the point in this letter. I like you. I like everything about you. I like how tiny you are. How long your hair is. How your freckles go everywhere. I like how sweet you are. How smart you are. How kind you are. How fun you are. I like how you laugh. How you talk. How you walk. I like everything. Please don't take this note as stalker-ish. I will remain unnamed because I don't have any guts to tell you who I am.

Sincerely,

Your Secret Lover

I just stood there. Gaping at the letter.

I had to get to the bottom of this.