Letters to Juliet

Summary: Three years after the clue hunt, Amy begins receiving weekly letters from a certain boy in London.


The First

"Amy, can you get the mail?" Dan shouted from the living room.

"Sure," Amy called back, unlocking the front door and opening it wide. It was a beautiful day, perfect for getting together with friends or going on a bike ride through the neighborhood.

Since the day Amy and Dan won the clue hunt, almost every day had been exactly like this one. Life was great. Aunt Beatrice was out of the picture and Nellie was their legal guardian. They got almost everything they wanted.

Almost.

Amy slipped her feet into a pair of flip-flops and walked outside into the fresh summer air. The trees swayed slightly in the cool breeze. The sun sprinkled light down on to every living thing. With every step towards the mailbox, Amy felt more and more like twirling around in the front lawn.

That brought back a sudden memory. Amy remembered back when she and Dan were in Korea. They were at Alistair's house and she had made a complete fool of herself. Or so she thought. Ian stood up for her.

Ian.

Where was he now? Still flying around in private jets all over the world and being loved by girls he didn't know?

Amy left the thoughts behind her and pushed through the iron gates. The mailman had just delivered the mail mere minutes ago. She opened the mailbox and reached in, making sure to get all of the envelopes.

She managed to get quite a stack. Amy shut the mailbox and went through all of the envelopes-maybe there was something for her. Every now and then, there was.

Bill. Bill. Bill. Bill. Bill. Oh! There was something for Dan from a girl named Jillian Taylor. She would have to look at it later. Bill. Bill.

Amy sighed; there was nothing for her. It wasn't that much of a disappointment, but she did have a feeling in the pit of her stomach all day that something important was supposed to happen. She made her way back inside, the way her legs moved not as enthused as before.

"Here, Dan." Amy handed her brother the envelope upon entering their home.

"Hm?" Dan paused whatever game he was playing on his XBOX360 to take the letter out of Amy's hand. "Who the heck is Jillian Taylor?" He asked, ripping the letter open.

"How should I know?" Amy replied, walking over to the dining room to place the bills on the table. Nellie would find them later when she returned home.

"Did you drop this?" Dan got up from the couch-something he rarely did-to pick up an envelope notably smaller than the others. "It's for you."

Amy took the envelope in her hands and started to smile. "Thanks, Dan."

"Oooh, is that from your boyfriend?" Dan wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Amy smacked his arm. "No, you idiot!"

"Why else would you start smiling like that?" Dan pointed out.

"It's nothing." She shook her head. Amy started for the stairs. "I'll be in my room."

"Whatever. I'll be here." Dan jumped over the couch to resume playing while Amy practically sprinted up the stairs.

This is it; it has to be! I have a feeling...Amy thought, reaching the top step. She turned right and almost walked right into her bedroom door. Taking a breath, she turned the doorknob and entered like a normal human being. Then, she sat on her queen-sized bed and tore the envelope open.

Amy peered inside and found a piece of paper. She slowly removed the paper from the envelope. She unfolded it and scanned her eyes over it once. It was a beautifully handwritten letter. Somehow, Amy expected...more. Nevertheless, she began reading.


Dear Amy,

Do not be alarmed while you're reading this letter. I'm someone you know. Perhaps you've forgotten me. If that is the case, I understand. Three years is enough time for a person to forget. Is it enough time for a person to forgive as well?

Are you doing well? Have you changed much since you were fourteen or are you still the same girl with the stutter in her voice? I heard that your babysitter-sorry, au pair-became your legal guardian. That must be nice. Everything must be nice ever since you and Dan won.

I still remember how angry Natalie was. I think she's still bitter about it to this day. Natalie will always be Natalie. She doesn't particularly like it when she sees Dan's face in the same magazine she's in. It's quite amusing, actually.

I really am hoping that you will write back.

Ian Kabra


Yeah, I know. It's a new story. I should really be working on my other story, but heck, I had to put this out. And FYI, this has NOTHING TO DO WITH THE MOVIE. I've never seen it, so I wouldn't know what happens and stuff.

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And yes, this is a multi-chapter story. Not a one-shot or a two-shot or a three-shot...you get my point.

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Oh, and has anyone else had lots of thunderstorms lately? I've had tons where I live. Like, super loud, super scary thunderstorms. :/

-Sky