"To fall in love is quick but to forget about love takes a life time...Its so illogical." –Only The Ring Finger Knows

Dear Pen Pal,

What's up?? So, know you know about me. Aren't you happy? Tell me about yourself then.

Today, I didn't have school. It was a snow day. I was kinda happy. That night, I didn't know it was going to snow so I was shocked in the morning. Well, let's just say I woke up at 8:23 AM in a complete shock. I rushed up to go to my mother's room and I screamed:

"Mom, Mom! Why didn't you wake me up! Gah! I'm SO late for school. I can just hear Ms. Shinn now, she is gonna kick my butt!" I ranted on like that for about two minutes. My mother, on the other hand, was still sleeping. She raised her head up to look at me and yawned.

"Why don't you look outside?" She told me groggily. I paused at my ranting and stared at her.

"One moment please." I rushed back to my purple room and opened up my double window. The cold air hit me as I took a sharp breath. As I peered out my window, I noticed the ground was completely covered in snow. You couldn't even see the road.

I slowly walked back to my mom room and sighed.

"Shut up." I mumbled.

That boy still haunts my dreams. I dreamt of him last night. But I don't remember what it was about. Something about me and my friends were making a stand for something. Something wrong was happening at the school. So we have been at the school day and night for a couple of days.

Nikui decides to come to the school at nine at night. To get something out of his locker. He notices me there:

"Why the hell are you guys here?" he asked as he glared at me. I felt hot as I adverted my eyes and looked down at my feet. I was sitting Indian style on top of a table.

"We are here because…" I heard my friend Kelly try to say. I knew she said more, I just don't remember. All I remember is looking back up and seeing Nikui smirk at me.

"I'm in." he told the group.

"What?" I heard some guy say, "The guy is actually doing something for once then sitting on his ass all day. Or play basketball." The guy laughed at the end and Nikui frowned at him and I couldn't help but smile.

That is when he came up to me,

"What is there to do for fun here?" I blushed and stuttered.

"S-s-stuff." I knew that would be my answer.

"Nikui. Wanna play basketball?" I heard Laura asked behind us. Nikui turned around and I thought I saw him smile warmly at her. That made me envious of her.

"Sure Laura." Those two walked off, leaving me alone. Well, the rest of the group was hanging around the commons. All I remember is that some were playing cards so I joined them.

I was tried. IN MY OWN DREAM! So, I went to sleep. It was pitch black for, I dunno how long. Then I remember opening my eyes. I looked at the school clock. It was past ten so I guessed it was a Saturday or Sunday. I was in my navy blue sleeping bag. I noticed my friend Kelly sitting up in her pink sleeping bag writing in her dairy. I defiantly need one of those damn girly things.

I remember scooping the room to see everyone else still sleeping, not seeing Nikui. Okay, since he isn't here, not everyone was sleeping. Laura was still here, so I felt relaxed.

I got up and Kelly, I think, noticed me. She might have said something to me, but I don't remember. All I was thinking about was finding Nikui. I knew he was either in the bathroom or the gym. I didn't want to look in all the boy's bathrooms so I entered the yellow and green gym.

And there he was, he was shooting baskets. My body became numb and I blushed heavily. He didn't notice me so I stood at the door, which was right in front of the basket he was shooting at, and waited till he noticed me. It seemed like an hour till he glared at me.

"What the hell do you want?" he asked angrily at me. I looked away and smiled slightly.

"I'm the watcher." I lied, "I am supposed to know where everyone is at all times." I looked up at him and he had a 'wtf' look on his face.

"Alright, you know where the fuck I am, now go away."

"But I like watching you." God, did I say that? I didn't matter, I was dreaming. All I remember from this is that he smirked at me.

Next thing I knew, we were both outside walking around.

"So…how long have you been here?" he asked me as he had his cell phone in his hand.

"One week, I think." I am pretty sure I lied to him. The burning in my face was actually annoying me know. My legs felt like Jell-O and I knew I would fall flat on my face any moment. But I wouldn't get hurt, right?

"Isn't Acme this way?" I turned around to look at him pointing to the left as I was turning right. I noticed the red on my face build up.

"Y-yeah." I turned left. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!

We walked as he talked on his phone.

"I wanna talk to you Armory." He said at random of not talking. I stopped dead in my tracks and shot around, to see his face mere inches away. I was actually calming down till THIS happened.

"I-I'm l-l-listening…N-Nikui." I whispered and I squeaked at the end. Nikui chuckled a bit and brushed his hand through my dark brown hair.

"Cute." I blushed even more, "Your hair now matches you red face." He started laughing at me. I brought my cold hands to my cheeks and huffed. He then looked serious in a spilt second, "I have to tell you something. I—"

That is when I woke up. So…my little pen pal, what do you think? A stupid dream, huh? Well, it might be.

Have you ever been in love before? Ah…it's a fucking bitch. I hate it. Why am I in love?

Wait…I don't know what love is. And if I do, I think it's stupid. I don't want to be in this stupid thing called love. It hurts me. When ever I see him, my face burns and my chest hurts. It gets very heavy.

I just want him to notice me.

God, not to mention that I didn't do anything in the snow today, all I did was sleep. I am worthless, aren't I? Pen pal, should I go to school tomorrow? I don't want to get up. I feel depressed just thinking of that dickhead. Why doesn't he notice by now that I am MADLY in love with him? He needs to open his eyes.

Is he in or out?

I dunno. But he needs to think. Fast.

Well, I should get back to bed. My eyes hurt. My heart does and my hands hurt from typing all day. Please mail me back pen pal. You are the only person who I can talk to.

From,

Armory

(Seriously? Should I go to school and see him tomorrow?)