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Dear _____,

I noticed you on the first day of school, red basketball shorts.

You were tall, broad shouldered and absolutely breathtaking. You were quiet, and didn't bother anyone. You weren't obnoxious and loud like the rest of the class.

Your huge, bright icy blue eyes are what caught my attention.

Now, I see you everywhere during the school day. I pass you in the halls, I see you in class, and I see you waiting for the bus. Sometimes, I swear I see you glance at me. Other times, I don't think you know I exist.

I'm much too shy to talk to you, and I hate it.

I'd love to get to know you. I really would.

Talk to me sometime, kid.

With Love, Chrissi.

Dear _____,

I like you.

Since the day you walked into my history class, the first day of freshman year. I wanted you. You had to be mine.

When you opened your mouth, you spoke intelligently, not like some ill educated fool. You were smart, funny, and quite entertaining to be in the same room with. Quite cocky, but something about you made me like it.

At first, you never would speak to me. Myself, I was too shy and quiet to make conversation anyways. Over the course of the year, things changed. We worked in group projects together, and you were forced to acknowledge my existence. Still, nothing happen. I was just another girl to you.

Over the summer, I changed. I became more confidant, and not as shy. You, I think you stayed mostly the same.

This year, we started to share more friends, and found out that we share some common interests. You started talking to me one day, and I can't explain how ecstatic I felt to be acknowledged willingly by you. Now, you speak to me quite frequently. I truly makes my day, just talking to you.

Sometimes, I think that you like me too.

I know you're a shameless flirt though.

But, I really think we could be something special together, don't you think so too?

We'd compliment each other. You be the peanut butter and I'll be the jelly.

With Love, Chrissi.