A/N: This story's premise is based on the book Finding Cassie Crazy. I take no credit for that.
The pairings may become evident next chapter, but nothing is ever what it seems you know. Sorry about this chapter's shortness, it'll get longer as the story goes on.
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Dear Briarwood freak,
Maybe its not fair for me to be calling you a freak, seeing as we don't know each other. But, Briarwood is supposedly full of freaks. You go there, therefore you're a freak. Ooh, logic.
This is the stupidest assignment in the history of stupid assignments. This is worse than 5 hours of math homework. Why are we doing this? Oh, I'll tell ya, because you Briarwood boys hate us OCD girls. You think we're stuck up, we think you're pigs.
But, seeing as I'm not judging, maybe you're just a piglet.
Anyway, Mr. Green is reading over my shoulder, the jerk, and is now telling me to actually write about myself. Not much to say. I'm Dylan...and YES I'm a girl. I have the best friends any one could ask for. Be jealous.
I have nothing truly else to say. So, I'm finishing this letter.
-Dylan M.
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Dear Briarwood boy,
My name is Massie Block. Maybe you've heard of me? I have that effect on people, I've heard. I'm supposed to be writing to you in hopes of a "useful interschool relationship", so we've both got to suck it up.
The most important person to me is my dog Bean. My housemaid Inex would be number 2, my parents a close 3. Yep, that's not the healthiest kid/parent relationship.
My friends are Dylan Marvil and Kristen Gregory. We've known each other for ages and we all just -clique- together. Because you know, we're a clique. Like, ha ha, funny pun? Not laughing? Oh well.
Sincerely,
Massie A. Block
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Dear Briarwood person,
I'm sorry if my handwriting sucks here, I'm bouncing a soccer ball as I write this. Soccer is my life. I've played it for 5 years and I couldn't be happier. I'm captain of the girls team, and not to brag, but we've won every single game since I became captain. Undefeated!
I also quite like to read and write, I'm trying to write poems for school contests. My friends are also my loves of this world. Massie and Dylan, most amazing people I've ever met. Massie's the pistol, I'm the poet, and Dyl's the pizazz.
While I'm writing this, I realized I never introduced myself. Damn writing in pen! I'm Kristen Gregory, and its Kristen. Not Kris, Krissy, Ris, or any other lame name like that. Write back soon, I've always wanted a pen pal.
Cheers,
Kristen