A/N:
1. Than you so much for the story alerts, I'm happy to hear there's some interest in this piece.
2. I want to have some background on the story. This will be a multi-chapter fic. It will also all be written in the forms of letters. I love the book "Dear John" so this kind of inspired the form of it. I'm still debating whether or not to include the letters that Adam and Eli's parents and friends are sending him as well; or to just mention them and keep the letter strictly between Clare and Eli.
I hope people are still interested so I can know whether or not to update it.
Thank you,
Paulette.
Diclaimer: I don't own any pop-cultural references or Degrassi.
July 17, 2013
My dearest Clare,
^How is that for being romantic?
I'm so happy to hear (read?) that you still love me and that'll you wait for me. Don't worry babe, I'm coming back to you. I promise you. I literally yelled with how happy your letter made me, now all the guys in my quarters think I'm a lunatic. Then again, my roommate did as well so that's nothing new.
I love you times a million, infinity, and whatever other big number you can think of. You're much smarter than me after all.
I can't tell you exactly where I am, that's private, but rest assure I'm always thinking of you and that'll I'll always get your letters. I tend to get them 5 days later though. But I read them as soon as the helicopter arrives; yours, Adam's, my parent's, and everyone else's. I'm sorry if you don't get them fast enough, you probably get them later then what the date is on here right?
Can you do me a favor though?
Can you write to me every, single detail of your summer? I want to know everything, I want to feel as if I'm there with you, I want a little bit of home.
Tell me what you've done, who've you seen, what songs you listen to. Everything. Please.
I need some sanity, it's so different here, good and bad different. Just... different.
It's good to hear you've been hanging out with Adam, someone needs to keep him out of trouble while I'm gone. But seriously? Having a BBQ without my amazing dip is not really a BBQ, you could always ask my mom to give you my recipe; although it won't be as good as mine.
Mentioning my mom, can you keep and eye out on her? I don't know, if you're not too busy getting everything ready for NYU in the fall, could you just go and visit her sometime. Keep her some company. With my dad working so much I know she gets lonely and maybe having you there would keep her mind off of me for a bit. Her letters are starting to sound more and more frantic, you know how she gets.
I'd seriously appreciate it if you could.
I miss you. So much.
I'm thinking of you every minute of everyday.
Love you always,
Eli.
