10/1/09
Dear Noah,
This'll just be a short one, I promise. This might seem totally out of the blue (what else is new with me…am I right, or am I right!??), but I just wanted to thank you. I'm not sure exactly for what though. Knowing me, I'll probably figure it out as I write. I guess…one reason, and probably the biggest reason, is for sticking around. Do you remember when we first met? Well, you probably do (I'm sure it's still pretty hard to forget!). I never really told you this, among all the random things that I did tell you, but when that coffee fell on you, I was terrified. And not just because I ruined your shirt, AND made it look like you'd peed yourself, (I think it's a little funny when you look back, right? Right? OR…maybe it's too soon to laugh) but sort of—I guess—because you looked so nice (I'm starting to think I use that word a lot). I kept waiting for you to yell at me, like other people have in the past, but you never did. It's a little late, but thanks so much for that, and for forgiving me so easily. Every time those other people come in, they glare at me.
Which I think is really stupid, by the way. They took it so freaking personal! It's not like I meant to spill coffee on them. Do they really think that when I saw them, I thought, "Oh, well, you're rude and I don't like you, so I'll just pour this hot, smoking beverage right on your lap and totally ruin your day, and your perceptive of the service here…" Give me a break! They really need to get over themselves. And besides; it's not my fault I'm so terrible at multitasking.
Um, anyway…I got off topic again, but I really just wanted to say thanks. So…thanks. And…I'll call you later. I promise I won't give your number to anyone else.
From,
Luke
10/1/09
Dear Luke,
You don't have to thank me for anything. Not even for forgiving you. Because believe it or not, once you get past the clumsiness and verbal diarrhea, you're pretty decent (and with or without them, you're still one of the most interesting people I've ever met). Those guys don't know that they're missing out on getting to know a really great, and spastic, guy. But that's their loss, Luke, so just forget them.
Talk to you tonight.
From,
Noah
10/2/09
Dear Noah,
Wow, I can't believe how awake I am right now. I mean, we were talking until like, three in the morning, and then I had trouble sleeping after that, and I honestly thought that even coffee wouldn't be enough to wake me up. Just to be safe, I had two or three cups, and I'm practically bouncing off the walls right now! It's a good thing I had gym first block (even though my teacher started to get annoyed because I was so overly hyper. I couldn't stop talking, and then I couldn't pay attention to anything or anyone, and then I kept getting hit with the dodge ball…) I swear I could run two or three marathons right now, and take home the gold for each one! Man, it would help if we still had recess. I really, really wish we still had recess. I'd go on the swings. Doesn't swinging sound like fun right now? I used to be great at swinging. I always jumped off when I got as high as possible, and I swear it felt like flying. Except, I always hurt myself when I landed. I don't think that's supposed to happen when you fly.
Anyway, what was I…? Oh yeah, the phone call. I swear. I've never talked to anyone that long on the phone before, not even Kevin or Casey or anyone! I actually don't find talking on the phone that interesting in the first place. Actually, it's sort of a hassle to me (why talk when you can text, right?). But for whatever reason, it's really easy with you. Everything just seems to be really easy, when it's with you. Talking, being an idiot, making a fool of myself…not to sound all corny and crap, but, there's no one else I'm more comfortable around, and I don't even know why. Believe me, I'm never this spastic and…myself around Kevin (I don't talk about him much, but I've been friends with him for years!).
Um, anyway…I can't even really remember what we talked about last night! It almost felt like we'd talk about one thing, and then move on to the next, and then the next, and soon it was two a.m. and I still wasn't tired. Wait! Now that I think about it, I sort of remember talking about some of those black and white movies that you love so much (Casablanca, Citizen Kane, and…um…Singing in the Rain!!), and digital photography, and I think something about waffles…
Ha-ha! Remember how you had to remind me to keep my voice down, over and over again?
I've never had a phone call that was so much fun, so (even though you told me not to), thank you. For everything…
And if you still wanna do that thing tonight, I still have no plans. But, I mean, if something came up and you can't hang out anymore, than just say the word, and we can reschedule. Oh, but if you don't even want to anymore, then just say the word, and I'll be on my way! I mean it. But um, anyways…I'll talk to you later?
From,
Luke
10/2/09
Dear Luke,
You're definitely more awake then I am. I can barely function right now, and all the coffee in the world won't fix that. But I'm a little surprised you even had to drink anything; I figured you'd be over-tired.
I honestly can't remember anything we talked about either, aside from the movies (I'm forcing you to watch them, even if I have to glue your eyes open). But, you probably know this by now, but I've never talked for so long with someone…period. And I don't think I'd be able to do it with anyone else.
Anyway…yeah, I think we've talked about Kevin once or twice. I've even seen you guys together. You seem pretty close…that's good for you. He seems like a decent guy, I guess.
Oh, and Luke…stop. I wanna hang out with you too, okay? Believe that you're a lot of fun to be around. And besides, someone's got to enlighten you on your terrible and incredibly one-dimensional movie taste. It might as well be me, right?
And one last thing…I don't mean to toot my own horn, but I was a pretty good swinger in my younger days, too. One of these days, we should really have a swing off. I'd win, no doubt about that, but maybe the two of us really would start flying. I wouldn't be surprised if that happened with you. But, I wouldn't let you fall and hurt yourself, I can promise that…
Have a nice day, Luke. I'll see you later tonight…
From,
Noah