A.N: Yes, this once was part of Fools in Love, but for some reason the author is making me put this under my own name, do not ask why. It was her birthday, so I was TRYING to make her happy, I think I succeeded :P

Disclaimer: If I owned this I wouldn't be writing this.

Lessons Of Love

The Letter

The last bell of the day is still faintly echoing throughout the campus, but miraculously, it's overwhelmingly drowned out by the number of chatting pupils.
Hayner, Pence and I are at our lockers, talking and planning about whatever it is we were going to do over the weekend. But against all their protest, I really needed to get a head-start on all of our homework, I hate procrastinating for anything, something Hayner does all the time I'm sure. Inwardly sighing, I honestly am worried about his future. It's thanks to me that he got this far.

As I reach out to get some of the textbooks in the far back, aside from other stuff, I noticed an orange colored envelop placed neatly in the far end of my locker.

I gawk at it. Where in the world, did THAT come from, I wonder...

Curiously, I take it and turn it over... "To Olette," it says in a messy scrawled up handwriting. I stand there and blink at in a daze. It appears to be... a love letter…. I think….
"Whatcha got there?"
I shudder abruptly at Hayner's voice coming from behind me. I turn around swiftly and hide the letter behind my back instinctively. I don't want Hayner to know about it, knowing him; he'd probably throw a jealous fit. I try to put my usual face on and appear calm, "Nothing!"

Unfortunately, I'm not good at hiding things, never was. But I needed to hide it now more than ever, even though he's starting to look suspiciously at me now, with his eyebrow rising and all, I will keep lying until he backs off. If he doesn't, I'll just have to loose my temper. Hayner then starts to try to take a peek behind my back. But, being stubborn, I turn around quickly again so he won't see anything, "Are you hiding something...?" he asks skeptically, stopping his futile attempt to see whatever it was I'm hiding, and settling with the idea of studying me.

I visibly start to panic, "M-me? I-I'm not hiding anything! W-Why would I hide something? I-I don't have anything to hide! W-Why are you staring at me like that...? HAYNER STOP STARING AT ME FOR GOD'S SAKE!!" I ended up screaming at him, I suck at lying, don't I? He's starting to look even more suspicious than before. Ooops. You can easily tell by the way his eyes are narrowing at me that he knows I'm hiding something from him.

Gulp.

"What's wrong, guys? What's up?" Pence comes to the rescue. I sigh with relief, inwardly of course, can't let Hayner suspect anything more. Hayner shakes his head quickly, and says, "Nothing. Let's go!" He hurries ahead, hasty like usual.

Now I sigh outwardly, relief sweeping over me. Pence looks at me and smiles knowingly, "You're lucky Hayner didn't see that letter." He says teasingly, pointing at it behind my back. I stick out my tongue playfully at him. "I know... But that's because I'm trying to consider his feelings here!!"
Pence's eyes widened uncontrollably, "Whoa, hey, wait a minute, y-you mean you already knew that he likes you?!?!"
I roll my eyes at his outburst, "Even an idiot would know that, dummy!!"
Pence chuckles, grinning, "Wow. Then... If you already know that, why do you torture him?"

"Simple! He has to be a man and confess to me!!" I explain simply, a devilish smirk on my face, "There's no way I'll take the first step... if Hayner really likes me then HE has to be the one to make the first move. A girl never confesses first, I mean it goes against all principles in a romance story!!"
Pence sweat-drops at my response, and takes a small step back, "Then you'll have to wait for a LONG time!"
I laugh, knowing Hayner; I probably will have to, casually replying I say, "It'll be his fault if I find Mr. Right by then."
Turning back to my locker, I quickly stuff my books and the letter inside my backpack. Then Pence and I walk on ahead, Hayner waiting for us by the school door, leaning casually on the wall, hands in pocket.

Meeting him there, my mind starts to wander, but then again it always does. I was starting to get curious... 'Who sent me that letter?' I guess you can say my curiosity knows no bounds...But if it's really is a love letter, why would anyone send it to 'ME?' I'm not that popular with the guys... in fact I'm not popular at all!!
We reach my house, finally. Looking over my shoulder, I wave at them both, earning a goodbye wave from the both of them.

I enter my house and run into my room, dropping my bag next to my desk, I jump onto my bed, letter at hand. I slowly open it, curiosity getting the better of me, sad to say. I read the contents of the letter out loud...:

Let me see if you can figure out who I am.
My hints are simple, with twists around, of course.
Don't you believe opposites attract?
Because I do
Sincerely yours,
Your Secret Admirer.

'What kind of letter IS this? Not exactly a love letter… but then what is it if it's not!? Some sort of mystery letter perhaps? And there are more to come?'

I groan as my head starts spinning with questions. At this rate, I can kiss my homework and study time goodbye!!