Hey Fanfictioners! Zevians! Whatever you want to be be called. Here is another Zevie story, even though I screwed up the last one.

(Stevie)

Just when I think it's going to be a boring day, it's not. Apparently, since you are listening to me, you obviously have nothing else better to do. If that sounded rude, please excuse me. It's just that my favorite class turned out to be really hard with a certain assignment.

"Okay class, we'll be starting with the Share your feelings program." Ms Antariksa says.

Share your feelings program? Just by the name, I could tell it was stupid. By the way Ms. Antariksa rolled her eyes, she thought it was stupid too. I raise my hand.

"What's the share your feelings program?" I ask trying not to sound uninterested, even though I totally was.

"This program involves emails," Ms. Antariksa says. Everyone smiles a bit. Of course they did. They all loved making new friends, and pretty much easy access to technology on school property. "You guys have to send emails to your pen-pal. Each of you will get an email address, and you have to remain anonymous, no matter what." Ms. Antariksa explains. Hmmm... Maybe this program wouldn't be so bad. I said maybe.

I'm at the computer, and so far, I've got nothing. I'm usually great in this class, but I couldn't write a simple letter.

"What do you got so far?" Ms. Antariksa asks coming up to me, ending up staring at the blank space on the monitor.

"I've got nothing."

"I remember when I was in this thing. I thought it was stupid at first, but I actually made a friend, even if he was anonymous," Ms. Antariksa says smiling, remembering the memory. Something told me she wasn't a popular back in her days. "Write what you have to say. That's what this whole thing is about." she says, and checks up on the other students.

Write what I have to say? Hmmm... Why not?

Dear whatever your name is,

I guess I'm anonymous, so I guess I should tell you how I feel. At least that's what I need to do to get a decent grade. I honestly don't really want to write this letter, but I have to. I'd rather be spending time playing my bass, or playing tackle charades with my brothers. Maybe eating a slice of pizza, if my brothers don't get to it first. Sorry if I sound rude, but I'm not exactly having the perfect day today.

Please write back (or not),

Beaniechic (or whatever you want to call me)

And... Send. There. I got my work done. All I need to do is wait for a reply.

"What are you writing Grace?" I ask my best friend who is currently smiling as she types her letter.

"Just sending an email to my SYF buddy!" she says tapping happily. I read hers, and it's kind of obvious.

Dear Buddy,

Hi! What's your name? I think I'm going to like this program. I hope I'm not creeping you out, but I don't have anything on my mind right now, so I should tell you about myself. I love unicorns, and ponies! Also pandas! They're so adorable! What are your favorite animals? A lot is on my mind right now. Like what I'm going to wear tomorrow, or which instrument should I learn to play next? What's on your mind right now?

Truly Yours,

Unicornlove

"Grace, you do know that it's anonymous right?" I ask her.

"Yeah."

"Well, unicorns are an obvious revelation to you!"

"Stop speaking Spanish!"

"I mean that you shouldn't give too much away. Your SYF partner could find out who you are." I explain.

"What's so bad about finding out each other's identities? It's not like something bad's going to happen."

"I'm just saying that you should stick to the rules." I say.

Many people believe that since I'm the tomboy, I'm the rebellious one. Well, growing up with four brothers, I never really wanted to be compared to them. People always assume since I'm the sister of "The Baskara Brothers", they think I'm think I'm just like them. As in rebellious and feisty. Okay, maybe I'm a little feisty, but I always try to stick to the rules.

"Ms. A? When are we going to meet out share our feelings buddy?" Chris asks.

"You don't get to meet your SYF buddy. That's what keeps you two anonymous." Lulu explains calmly. I don't get how she stays calm, even in the craziest situations.

"Why do we have to stay anonymous?" Kacey, my other best friend asks.

"A long time ago, a girl shared her feelings with her SYF buddy. She told her buddy about her crushes, and her family problems. Later on, she and her buddy decided to meet. She found out her buddy was her worst enemy. That enemy later on told everyone about the guy she liked, and how she was an orphan going through abuse. This is why you shouldn't tell your SYF buddy about your identity. She later on transferred to another school due to the stress the rumors caused her." she says, and I think I see her struggling not to cry. She was the kind of teacher who didn't like to be seen weak. Maybe she knew the girl from that sad story.

"But that's not going to happen."

"That's not the point Chris. The point is that you shouldn't reveal yourselves, no matter what." Ms. Antariksa says.

"Do you know who the girl was?" Chris asks.

"Get back to writing your letter Chris." she says, and then continues life like nothing ever happened.

Okay... I'm not sure if people in high school actually do something like this. Tell me what you think in the reviews darling!