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Author's note: As the story goes on, you'll learn more about them, and the letters and the chapters will get longer. But remember, review more story.
'So you write your letters, I send them to the nearby high school, and voila! Instant pen-pals.' Mrs. Caragiannis said, with a large smile on her face. She was explaining their current English assignment, and Seth Cohen was not amused. He had never been one for English class, unless it was a day with a substitute. Mrs. Caragiannis was nice enough, but her over-enthusiastic attitude was enough to drive any student over the edge.
After she gave the class the okay, he begrudgingly pulled out a lined sheet of paper out of his notebook and a pencil, and began to write his letter.
Dear whoever receives this letter,
My name is Seth Cohen; I'm sixteen years old. If this wasn't a school assignment, I probably wouldn't be doing this. But I'm slightly failing English, so I have to do this. But I'm supposed to tell you about me. I like comic books, which is the main reason that I'm failing English. I don't like to play sports; I'd rather be watching them. Hockey is one of my favorites .
But I'm supposed to ask you questions, so here it goes. What's your name? What do you like doing? Do you like to read comic books, and if so, which ones?
Not that this wasn't fun or anything, but the bell is going to ring in about thirty seconds, so I'll say good-bye now.
Later,
Seth.
And with that, the bell rang. He grabbed an envelope from his teacher's desk, slipped the piece of paper in, sealed it up, and set it in the pile with the others.