Dear Walter,
I'm sooooo sorry. I was unreasonable, I was a jerk, I really hope that you can forgive me for being so horrible.
Meet me tomorrow at 3?
I love you
Jinx
Nice letter, very sweet. Just a pity that Jinx didn't write it. Hazel did. It was all a set up. But Walter didn't need to know that! He was over the moon when he received the letter. However, the same tactic wasn't going to work on stubborn old Jinx. Hazel was going to have to think of something much smarter.
~::~
"Ji-i-i-i-i-nx!" Hazel called, making sure to use that awful, whiney voice that you just can't ignore.
"What?" snapped the unpleasant reply.
"Can you help me with something?"
"No."
"Ple-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-"
"ALRIGHT! Alright, I'm coming."
Hazel grinned to herself. It was five minutes to three, Walter was due to come in five minutes, and Jinx was already on her way.
The plan was set.
~::~
Walter skipped over to the place he and Jinx had agreed to meet with a big grin on his face. He was so happy that Jinx was giving him another chance, even though he had messed up – big time.
He entered the room, and there she was. Standing in the corner with her back to him, Jinx seemed to be reading something and looked bored out of her mind.
"Uh…hi, Jinx," Walter said, suddenly kinda shy.
Jinx turned, but when she saw who it was, she grunted and turned away again.
"I got your letter," Walter went on.
"Letter?" Jinx said. "I never sent a letter."
Walter frowned and took the letter out from his breast pocket (he liked it to be close to his heart).
"It said it was from you."
Jinx snatched the paper and peered at it.
"This is…"
Cheesy? Annoying? Grovelling? Gross? Stupid?
None of which rang true. The way the words were written on the page hit a little close to home.
She couldn't pour scorn on the truth.
She scrunched the paper into a ball and dropped it on the floor.
"I didn't write it."
Walter said nothing.
"Got nothing to say?" Jinx said. "Fine. If that's the only reason you're here, then I'm leaving."
Jinx seized the door handle, and yanked it hard. But it didn't move!
"We're locked in!"
"You're joking," Walter said, and tried the door himself.
But it was no use, the door wouldn't budge.
