Dear Bully,

We have a test for AP Math tomorrow.

Since you weren't here today,

The teacher asked me to take you the study guide and notes you missed.

I wanted to refuse,

But he won't take no for an answer.

I agreed.

I mean how hard can I be?

I can just slip it through your mail slip.

...

The dismissal bell rings sending all the student out their classroom doors on their path home.

The girl walks along side with Chelsea feeling unattractive, but happy that she has a friend like her, well for now.

"So I was thinking we can go dress shopping this weekend for the winter ball, what do you think?" Chelsea says taking out her keys to unlock her shiny car.

The girl looks down and shrugs. She wasn't really planning to go to the dance, but she knew Chelsea would make her change her mind. "I mean sure, if you like. Oh but umm not Saturday, I'm busy." The girls replies with a smile forming on her face. Thought of seeing her little sister again makes her happy and warm in the inside.

Chelsea notices the light smile on the girl's face and smirks. "Oh I see, what kind of plans, huh?" Chelsea teases.

The girl playfully rolled her eyes, "Nothing like that it's family stuff."

"Oh that's nice." Chelsea replies feeling slightly emmbarased at her mistake.

The car is quite for a long moment as they drive down two block. Chelsea looks at the girl and smiles.

"So we are almost to your house. Have you figured out how to give that asshole his work?" Chelsea asked.

"Well not exactly, I was just thinking of slipping it through the mail slip." The girl murmurs.

"Sounds good, while you're at it make sure you burn the house down." Chelsea winks as she pulls into the girl's drive way. The girl chuckles and shakes her head.

"Thanks for the ride." The girl says unbuckling the seat belt and exits the car.

"No problem girly, give me a call if I need to kick some ass." Chelsea replies narrowing her eyes at the boy's house.

The girl nods and waves as Chelsea drives off. She turns to face the boy's house and exhaled deeply. Her heart races as she takes a step closer. The grey sky reflects off the windows making the house look more sadder.

"You got this. Remember if anything bad happens drop the papers on the porch and run to the house." The girl says out loud going over her plan B.

She takes short quick steps to the porch and kneels down removing the bag off her back onto the floor in front off her. She quickly unzips the bag with her slightly shaky hands, and pulls out a neat stack of papers with the words Nathan's Notes written on it in her hand writing. She quickly zips up her bag and places it back on her back. As she stands up, the front door opens. She quickly looks up, and stumbles back when she sees the boy shirtless with messy hair at the door.

"What the hell are you doing?" The boy asked in a husky voice showing that he had just woken up.

The girl searched of words, but none came out. She tried to drop the papers and run, but her body didn't move. Instead she stood there with her feet together, papers pressed against her chest, looking at her feet.

The boy lifted up an eyebrow and leaned his body against the door frame. "You know this is actually creepy. A pale girl with long black hair seeking on the porch while you're sleeping, sounds creepy right." The boy says annoyed that the girl still hasn't moved. "What do you want freak?"

"Sorry to bother you I..." the girl replies, relieved that her words were back, "We have a test tomorrow and I was told to bring you this."

The girl says looking up only for her eyes to reach his muscular chest, so she quickly tilts her head up higher. She reaches out her hand to give the boy the pile of papers. He stares at the curiously, but not taking them.

"What are they?" He ask.

"They are papers for you." The girl replies, she doesn't want a conversation. She just wants to give him the papers and leave.

"No shit Sherlock-" The boy begins, but a phone rings from inside.

He quickly turns around and walks into the house. The girl takes a this as her chance to leave. She crotches to place the papers on the floor, but she is stopped by the boy's voice from inside the house.

"Hey lady, just place the papers on the table for me will ya?" He hollers from inside the house.

There's no way I'm going to his house the girl thinks to herself. "Sorry I can't I have to study for a test." The girl replies and drops the papers to the floor and speed walks home.

...

Love,
Me