Dear Sonny,
I am sorry about what happened today with Jamie. I am just not used to be the one that falls in love first; I wanted you to fall for me 'first' so I used my best friend from kindergarten as my fake date. Oh and Jamie isn't actually what you think she is, and she doesn't wear a wig, she's a real tomboy, seriously. That's why she's my best friend I promise that there is nothing romantic going on between me and her. But I am worried that there might be something romantic between us. You see Sonny, I've known Jamie for a very long time, and we know each other very well. She isn't always right, but she is always right when the subject is Chad Dylan Cooper. Any way what I want to say is that if Jamie thinks we are perfect for each other, she is probably right! Not that I really want her to be right but, she usually is. I just want to know if you liked me. I mean, you did blushed all the time since Jamie said I like you. And you haven't looked into my eyes when we were alone in the hallway. You know I thought you wanted to kiss me or something when we stood there but when you just asked if I like you I was so mad, how could I not? You're funny and always eager. You make me want to hug you always and when you give me the face of 'you jerk' I know I deserve it but it makes me feel so empty and worthless. Every time you come into my set without permission I want to come and scream in front of your face how much I like you but then you come yelling at me and I hold it for later, but when is later sonny? Is it never, 'because it seems so. Now you might as well be cutting this letter into pieces but just so you know, each piece you will through to the trash bin won't be exactly gone. It might be recycled; it might be through into the ocean or just traveling with the wind across the county, the letters might disappear but the meaning will stay. The meaning of how much I love you.