Dear Bella (hee),
It's fine if you call me Sam, or even Sammy, that's about what everyone else calls me (except my parents). I met a guy who my parents happen to think is perfect. His name is Prince Kyle. I hate him!!!! Well, not hate, but I sure don't like him. He's not that bad, he just doesn't do anything for me. He's our age, and he has got a serious crush on me and it's just mortifying. I want to run away or hide in a corner and just scream!!! Meanwhile I met ANOTHER guy who is a year older than us and whoo whoo!!! Sparks!! His name is Stephen and he works in the stable. He is soooo hot!! But the problem is that he's poor and I bet he doesn't like me anyway so it doesn't matter. I can only hope that he'll come to the ball, although I doubt he has the money or the rank to. Waaaaaaa. See ya soon.
Your deeply depressed friend,
Princess Samantha
Of Ireland