Dear Riley, November 30th, 2009

There is something about you smile that makes my mind dance. There is something about your voice that makes me swoon. There is something about you that causes me to fly whenever I see you. There is something special whenever I see you. There is something about you that makes me love you.

Love,

KC

Riley's POV

I blinked in disbelief at the letter I had just received from KC. I held the crease piece of paper shakily as I read the signature; Love KC. I suddenly felt stupid for not realizing what she felt and that I felt the same way. It was ironic, but I didn't care. Wiping the baffled look off my face, I ran to my car. I hoped into the drivers' seat and whipped my cell phone out of my pocket. Turning it to its side, my fingers flew across the tiny keyboard as I composed a new message to KC.

will b at ur place in 10

I shoved my phone back into my pocket and backed out of the driveway. I was at KC's house in a matter of minutes. She was in her driveway washing her car as I arrived. The engine of my car quickly got me noticed. I pulled to the curb as she approached me, water beading down her face.

"Riley?" she asked, a slight bounce in her voice.

"I, uh, got your note."

"Oh. Well did you like it? It was a poem I wrote when I was 14."

"Well it definitely made me realize something." I said, my voice airy.

"And what would that be?" she asked, a clever smile sprouting across her face.

"That we've waited too long to do this." I said, pushing her face closer to mine. She put her arms around me, our faces even closer now. Then the gap was broken. That moment was definitely what the letter intended to do, and I was that it did.