Oh, no. Not you again.

I remember thinking that on the first day of Senior year. This was about 6 months after Jonas left me. I still had a somewhat crush on him. You came up to me at my locker before Calc and said "Hey, Asaya. How are you?"

This is the moment when I fell in love with you for the second time

We met when we were three. We didn't know what love was. Looking back, I'm sure I had a crush on you. You lived in Joliet, and me, Chicago(this was before we both moved to an undisclosed location), so we never went to school together. Our moms had been friends since about the third grade. You were nice enough, but when we turned four, you started bullying me. But, by senior year when we met again, you'd changed. Not externally: you still had the same green eyes and curly platinum hair, but inside. You were a geek. You were sweet. I just fell for you again.

And you fell for me, too.

Don't think I didn't know about your crush on me. I wanted to ask you to prom or homecoming so many times, I just couldn't do it. I'm still regretting that. My heart was, and still is, in Jonas' arms. So, maybe after college, you wanna go get lunch?

All of my love,

Asaya

PS: I TOTALLY WON THAT GAME OF TICKET TO RIDE. YOU JUST ARE A SUCKY SCOREKEEPER. YOU KNOW WHAT GAME I'M TALKING ABOUT.