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Author's Note: Thanks for staying with this story. I realize that it might be a bit slow, but it will get better, I promise!

Summer sat in math class. Only ten more minutes until English class. Ever since they had started the letter exchange program, she had anticipated receiving her letters from Seth. She felt that they really had a connection. While she was spaced out, there was a math lesson going on, and she had no idea what was going on.

She leaned over to her best friend, Marissa Cooper, and said, 'Do you understand what she's talking about?'

'Here, copy my notes.' She muttered, not looking at her. Marissa was the top in their class in Math, with 96 on her last report card. And although she was friends with the popular people, her best friend was Summer.

'Thanks Coop.' Summer said, sliding the notebook over to where she could see it.

After five more minutes of waiting impatiently, the bell rang. Summer scooped up her things and ran out of the classroom before any teachers could talk to her about the last math test that she had failed.

'Early for the letters, I see?' Mr. Craig said, looking down at the panting Summer, who had just stumbled into the class.

She nodded, unable to think of another explanation of why she was here early. Usually, she would be out in the halls, talking to other students, and wait until the warning bell to slip into the class.

'Well, since you're actually here,' he said, gesturing around the empty classroom, 'you can have your letter now.'

She took it out of his hands and opened it, admiring the way Seth had spelt her name on the plain white of the envelope.

She read it quickly,

October 22nd, 2007

Hey Seth,

I am totally not a nerd. Seriously Cohen, no one wants to be called a nerd! If you are unsure, ask your girlfriend. I'm sure she'll set you straight. Okay, show me the books. But I'm warning you now, I'm not sure if I'll like them. But I'm not gonna say anything until I try them.

So you have a boat? Very nice. My best friend's dad lives on a boat. But that's only because something didn't work out with this guy's mom's sister. It was complicated. Okay, so on my iPod, I have stuff from the Top 40 list. I like Pop and Rock. That's about it. For movies, I love the sappy, romantic comedies. Scary movies scare me, Sci-Fi confuses me, and Documentaries bore me. No offense if you like them.

And books.. this is kind of hard. I like the harlequin novels, and the mysteries, and the romance novels. What about you? What do you look like? What are your friends like?

Write back soon,

Summer

She read her letter over again, for spelling errors. When she was satisfied, she folded it, slipped it into the envelope, and sealed it.

Summer wrote his name in curly script, and handed it in. She sighed in happiness, and walked away from her teacher's desk.