Hey, guys! So, this is a sequel to the all-too-faceplam-inducing story Larry's Card. Will he fail terribly like last time?

Larry: Hey!

Me: What, it's true!

Larry: Well, this time it's going to be better! I shall not fail!

Me: Yeah, sure...

Larry: *sticks tongue out*

Me: *Rolls eyes* Anyways, I hope you enjoy the story!

(Larry's POV)

I gripped the card in my hand as I briskly walked down the hallway of the large high school. I hid it from view of anybody passing by, though there weren't many people out in the hallway right now because it was lunch time. I finally came to the lockers, and started looking for the right one.

"106…110…117…" I muttered as I went along the lockers. "Aha! 120!" I said as I started to unlock it. I turned the combination lock to the proper numbers until it popped open. I smiled, slipping the card in. I then closed the locker door and turned around, walking away with my hands in my pockets, whistling an innocent tune.

If you hadn't already guessed, that was Carrie's locker. No, it's not creepy that I know her locker number and combination. I just happen to watch her…sometimes…a lot. Okay, so maybe it is a little creepy, but cut me some slack! I had to find out what her combination was so I could start leaving her these letters. That's right, plural. This card was only one of many. I've been leaving them in her locker for about a week, now. For some reason, she never got suspicious with the fact that someone else knows her combination. Typical oblivious Care. She was always so happy when she got one, which made me happy.

Especially one time, when she had been crying for some reason. I saw her go to her locker, and she saw the card. Her face immediately lit up. It made my heart soar. The cards, of course, were anonymous. I knew I had to tell her sooner or later, but seeing her get so happy upon receiving the cards, I couldn't bring myself to stop. She would always come into the garage, hugging the card she had gotten that day, and she would talk happily about this strange mystery admirer. It worried me, though, because Kim would always look at me while Carrie was talking about the cards. Knowing her, she'd probably tell Care in a heartbeat if she knew. I just hope she doesn't already know.

(Carrie's POV)

I walked to my locker after the last bell of the day rang. I went to it and unlocked it, sighing. I had been having a really busy day, and I was done. I opened my locker, and a familiar bit of red caught my eye. Poking out from under one of my books was a corner of a red piece of paper. I smiled wide and pulled it out. I opened it up and read its contents:

Dear Carrie Beff,

I'm always happy to see that delicate smile on your lips when you read these cards.

I looked up. Does he watch me while I read these? I looked around, but saw nothing, so I went back to reading.

I just wanted to say that, as I write this, I grow frustrated as no words can truly express how I feel about you. My words can only say so much, and could never justify how truly beautiful you are in every single way.I have seen you happy and sad, your ups and downs. I'm always going to be here for you to pick you up when you fall. I will gladly deal with the bad daysjust to catch a glimpse of your smile on the good days.I'm happy when I'm near you. I can truly say that I have fallen for you, and every time I look at you, I fall deeper. And hopefully, one day, I will have the courage to come out to you in person, and tell you how I feel.

Yours truly,

Your Secret Admirer

When I was done reading, I sighed happily as I held the card close to me. Everything he writes is always so romantic and sweet. I giggled, and tucked the card into my backpack. I then got everything else I needed, and closed the locker. I left the school, and started to walk home.

(Larry's POV)

I smiled as I watched her from around the corner. I had made her happy again. My heart was beating rapidly from almost getting caught when she looked up, but other than that, I was fine. As soon as she turned and left, I went outside and hopped on my bike. She took the bus, which makes a lot of stops along the way, so I would get home faster. I liked getting to the garage first because I could see her burst in with that familiar happy smile, holding one of my cards.

I pedaled all the way home and left my bike by the side of my house. I then ran all the way to her house. This had become the daily routine. When I finally came to her house, I ran into the already open garage to see Kim sitting on the stage with a smug smile. I stopped.

"Hey, Larry." She asked in a strange tone. "What's the rush?"

"Oh, h-hey Kim. Wh-where's Konnie?" I asked nervously.

"She's in the kitchen getting a snack. Don't change the subject." She said coolly. "What's the hurry?" I stayed silent. She raised an eyebrow. "Well, would it have anything to do with these?" She asked. Suddenly, she pulled out three other cards I had written in the past for Care from behind her back. I pretended to be confused.

"Wh-what do you mean?" She sighed exasperatedly.

"Oh, come on, Larry! Don't play dumb. I know you've been writing these for Carrie." My eyes widened.

"You know?!" As soon as I said it, I covered my mouth with my hands.

"Ha! I knew it. I was right!" She said boastingly. I growled and went up to her. She looked at me and smirked. "You should know you can't hide anything from me."

"Okay, you got me. I've been writing these for Carrie. But you have to promise never to tell her. I want to tell her on my own time." Kim looked at me funny.

"What? You think I'm some low-life who has nothing better to do than go around telling secrets and ruining people's love lives?" She asked. I rolled my eyes.

"No, but with you, you can never tell what you're gonna do." She laughed.

"Can't argue there." Suddenly, I heard the door open, and Konnie came through the door with a bunch of food in her mouth.

"Oh mah gawf! Lawwy, yawr hur!" She said happily. I rolled my eyes.

"Konnie, how many times have I told you not to talk with your mouth full?" She swallowed her food and scoffed.

"Honey, I'm too fabulous to do what you say." She said jokingly. Then, her and her sister started laughing. I rolled my eyes again.

"Whatever." Man, I really gotta reconsider who I'm friends with…

"Hey guys!" I suddenly heard an angelic voice say. We all turned our heads to see a certain blue-haired girl walk in with a red card held close to her chest. She was smiling.

"Hey, Care." I said.

"Hey, Carrie!" The twins said in unison. She walked in and sat on the stage with Kim. I went over and sat next to her.

"Okay, guys. I have something really exciting to tell you!" We all looked at her curiously.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I found out who's been writing these cards!"

Uh oh, has she found out Larry's big secret, or does a certain cat wish to make things a little interesting? *Rubs paws evilly*

Find out in the next chapter!