Dear Sean,

Before I go, I want to tell you something.

I love you.

I love you, Sean Cameron. I always have, and I always will. I know you don't love me anymore... That you used to, but it went away. It was replaced by a love for Ellie Nash.

I don't know where it went wrong. Maybe it was the first day of ninth grade. We were walking together, talking, so close yet so far apart. I was telling you about Mr. Simpson and you were answering, but I couldn't help noticing that you were a little distant. I should've recongized the warning signs. That you were getting bored with me.

I'm sorry I couldn't be your perfect girl. I really tried, I did, but it just wasn't good enough. I'm sorry that I cared about the enviroment, I'm sorry that my mom had a baby, I'm sorry that I cared about Mr. Simpson. But I don't want you thinking that I didn't care about you.

Because I do. I love you so much, it always hurts to look at you and Ellie laughing together. Did I make you that happy, Sean? Did my kisses leave you breathless like hers?

I sometimes hate you. I hate you for breaking my heart. I can hate you so much with a passion, but it always goes away. And then I love you. I love the way you run your fingers through your hair when you're nervous. I love how you don't eat meat. And I love how the way you make me feel when you kiss me. I love you, Sean. I love everything about you.

I wish that you loved me. I know you did, once. I'm sorry it went away.

I'll miss you, Sean. But I'll be your guardian angel. Always looking out for you.

Bye, Sean.

Love,
Emma

Emma let a tear drop on the paper, smearing her name. Why did he make her feel like this?

Her mind flashed back to theseventhgrade...

She turned around and saw a sulky boy staring at the class, eyebrows raised. " No, " he declared. Emma cocked her eyebrows at this, but didn't say anything. She saw J.T. and Toby exchanged confused/amused looks.

He sat down two seats away from her. And she hadn't been able to keep her eyes off him since.

She smiled at the memory and another one from her mother's wedding floated to her mind...

" Um, it's a slow song and you're not dancing," he replied, looking incredibly nervous. She had to supress a laugh.

" No one really caught my interest," she hinted, looking at him, willinghim to ask her. It apparently worked.

" How about now?"

" I'd love to," she replied, smiling. And then they started dancing and Emma couldn't help but realize how perfect they seemed together. They leaned their foreheads together, breathing heavy, and suddenly Emma leaned in and kissed him, leaving them both breathless.

Their first kiss.

Ninth grade...

The way his arms felt around her waist, the tantalizing hand slowly going up and down her arm... the way his tongue was teasing her mouth... the way he softly whispered, " Emma..."

She missed those makeout kisses. She missed HIM.

" Sean, " she sighed. " I miss you so much..."

She sealed the letter and put it on top of the other letters.

Emma went into her bathroom to go take a shower.

The phone rang, but she didn't hear it.

The caller ID read ' Sean Cameron '.

NEXT UP: J.T.