Hi Allison, I know we don’t know each other all that well but that’s really kinda why I’m writing you this

 

letter. We’ve had a couple of classes together this year and even though we’ve never really talked I feel like

 

I’ve gotten to know you pretty well. I’ve seen how smart you are. I mean you’re really smart. Like the

 

smartest girl in our class, definitely. I know I can’t get Physics to save my life but I’ve seen how you just

 

breeze through it like you’ve been doing it for years! And when we have Advisory you always look like

 

you’re paying attention. I mean, I know you’re supposed to pay attention, of course. But everyone else just

 

blows it off like it’s not really important. Except for you. Like, your face always looks like your mind is

 

always working, like always! And it’s not just because you wear glasses either, which I think look good on

 

you, by the way. And I love those funky sweaters that you wear too. But I mean ‘funky’ in a good way of

 

course. They look like the kind of sweaters the cool girls from the 60’s would have worn a long time ago but

 

you make them look new and fresh. I remember one time when you wore this white crocheted one with like,

 

some sky blue in it. You wore it on a Friday and then you wore it again on Monday and people were

 

talking shit about you behind your back. I was walking in to Economics when you were coming out and

 

Megan Richards and Felicia were standing right by the door laughing at you about how you’re poor or

 

something and I told them both to go to hell. I really did. Fuck them. I thought it was cool that you didn’t

 

care what people thought if you wore the same sweater again. So what, right? I mean it wasn’t even two

 

days in a row so who cares, anyway? But even still, I think that shows a lot of nerve to make that kind of

 

stand against the assholes in our school; you know? And besides I wear the same clothes all the time too. I

 

guess we’re kind of like kindred spirits that way, right? I think we even like the same kinds of music too. I

 

know I saw a Built to Spill sticker inside your locker last year. I don’t know if you’re still into them or

 

whatever but I thought the album they came out with this year was pretty good. I like “Twin Falls” and

 

“Stab”. And my friend Wesley is friends with your friend Bella and she told him that you guys were

 

trying to get into the Pavement show a couple of months ago but it was 21 and over. But I like Pavement

 

too. We should probably make each other a CD of what we listen to or like a list or something like that. I’m

 

pretty sure I’d like the other stuff that you listen to. I know I already like everything else about you. If you

 

ask me I think you’re the prettiest girl in the whole school. I know other people might say somebody like

 

Adriana or Diana but that’s only because they’re the most popular girls in school and it’s like they’re

 

trained to say that. But I don’t think people really look for true beauty. They just think whoever has the

 

nicest clothes and the most friends is automatically the most beautiful. But most people I think don’t

 

know shit about true beauty. And I think that’s what you have. You’re like a classic beauty. Like from one

 

of the old Hitchcock movies. A starlet! I really like you Allison. Alot. And I know we don’t really know

 

each other, except for maybe we talked for a few minutes like once or twice, but I think I’m in love with you.

 

Actually I know I am. That might sound crazy but I know I’ve never met anyone else that makes me feel

 

the way that you do. And I know the only guy from school that you ever dated was Christian Whitman

 

and I know that didn’t work out so well. I mean I heard about what happened and everything. Not that

 

anybody made a big deal about it but my friend Wesley told me he had heard about it and I don’t

 

remember who he said told him but I don’t think it was like a big deal around the school or anything like

 

that. But you shouldn’t even worry about that anyway. I mean I’m not saying that it’s nothing but you

 

shouldn’t really worry too much about it, you know? It happens. And there’s no way you could’ve known

 

so it’s not your fault. But I don’t care about that anyway. I just hope that Christian didn’t totally turn

 

you off to dating guys from school. To be honest if that was the case then I would really switch schools if it

 

meant we could be together. That’s how strong my feelings are for you. I’d do whatever you want. I mean

 

whatever you want. Anything! Like, I know Christian didn’t have long hair so if that means that you

 

 

don’t like guys with long hair then I’d cut mine. Seriously. I mean I know Christian is in the past and

 

everything but I’m just saying. And I don’t even care about your past really. I’m only thinking about the

 

future or actually our future. I know we could be really special together. You know how so many couples

 

get divorced and even the ones that aren’t married they stay together for all these years and then they

 

break up?  I think that’s so stupid. Like why even be with somebody if you don’t think you could stay with

 

them forever? Isn’t that just a waste of time? But anyway, I don’t think that would happen to us. I know it

 

wouldn’t. I wouldn’t let it. I’d do whatever it takes to keep you happy. I would always be there for you and I

 

know you’d be there for me too. I can tell that’s the kind of person you are. You give off such a warm vibe.

 

Whenever we’re in class together I think of us walking somewhere holding hands and talking for like

 

hours. Or in each other’s arms on a hammock or something. Sometimes I think of us when we’re older and

 

living together and married with kids and everything. I mean I don’t know if that’s how you see your

 

future going for you, and that’s cool if you don’t but that’s what I think about when I day dream about us.

 

Well, it’s Tuesday so that means I’ll see you last period in Health and then you can tell me what you

 

think after you get a chance to read this. So I’ll see you later. Can’t wait to hear back from you! And

 

maybe after school we could walk together somewhere and hang out. Or I could just walk you home,

 

whatever you want.

 

 

                                                                                                Love,

                                                                                                      Danny