22 Letters?

"Nathan said he likes something cheesy, now imagine how cheesy this letter is going to be," I muttered to myself.

It's your secret admirer.

I removed the page. That's stupid and cheesy. I need something more unique to myself, something that would stand out of the crowd.

I finally thought of what to say, and began to write this little note seamlessly.

You probably don't know me. You can just call me J. I'm not the type of person you'd go for, which is why I'm writing my thoughts down instead of confronting you.

I've seen you around, I know who you are, Nathan. This might seem stalkerish, and you might throw this away, but I just want to let you know how much I care about you.

You are different. You're not like the other popular guys, you're actually nice to me. It's funny because you being nice to a nobody is kind of weird and unexpected, which is how I know that you are different.

Anyways, back to what I was saying. I've seen you around and I actually think you're a pretty great person. If you're wondering who this is, you'll probably never know. I don't even know why I'm doing this.

Have a beautiful day Nathan, this isn't the last you've heard from me....

Signing out,
J

I folded up the letter neatly and stood. Asking the librarian to go to my locker, I quickly went down the stairs and reached the lockers. Taking a deep breath, I went to Nathan's locker(after a long time, I had memorised his locker.) and stared at it.

Maybe I shouldn't do this. Nathan isn't dumb, and he probably wouldn't like this. But I don't have a choice at the moment.

This was the only discreet way of winning this bet.

I hesitantly slipped the letter into his locker, totally risking everything. I wasn't up for telling Nate how I felt but now I have to.

I quickly made it back to the library and began to ponder on what I just did.

This is probably the only way I can address my feelings for Nathan. He won't know it's me, plus I'm being completely truthfully to him. Day one of this letter business and so far I feel so guilty and stupid.

Nathan will probably throw it out, saying it's a stalker. But it really isn't a stalker, it's just a guy he will never like.

Opening my geography textbook, I began to study for the upcoming test.