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Why You're the One

(Warning, contains fluff at the end)

Dave,

I know we've been great friends for a while now. And you may have noticed that I've been acting rather strangely when I'm near you now. I can explain that...

You see, back at school, you already know I work on the school's newsletter by the way; the problem is that I'm the only girl in the newsletter group. All the other guys often tease me and occasionally humiliate me for that.

Like one time, when I was working on a huge story, one of the boys snatched my story and shredded it. He said that I "should be more focused on cooking and makeup tips!" I splashed a cup of hot co-co on his face for that, but it did little to stop those words from hurting me.

That's just one of several incidents that happened to me. One day, after I got home from school, I got into my bed and cried my heart out. My mother comforted me and told me that I should try a summer camp to get away from all of the stress.

When I leaned that your camp had a newspaper activity, I was so eager to help out. Unfortunately when I learned that it was run by you and your brother, I was pretty nervous at first. I was afraid that you'd tease me like those boys at school.

But you, Dave, you welcomed my contributions with open arms. You said you greatly appreciated what I have given. That's when and why I'm acting so awkward around you.

I look forward to seeing you soon.

Alexa,
Your Best Friend

2 Days Later...

I had just walked into Fava cabin where Dave was waiting for me so we can get started on the weeks issue of The Bean!;

"Alright Dave, I got some interesting ideas here for a front page stor-" He grasped my hand, I blushed and looked up to see him looking at me.

"Alexa," he said, "I just got your letter, and I now know just what you need..." He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. I was, of course, at first surprised. Then I began to kiss him back, dropping my folder on the ground as I grabbed his other hand.

When we released, I looked at him and said, "Dave... thank you." And we embraced each other, knowing our friendship has gone up a great level.

Told ya there'd be fluff at the end.