DISCLAIMER: I do not own Alice Academy and characters related to it. But the rest, I do.

JUNE 20, 2009

I wake up and see a blur of intertwining yellows and greens. I squint my eyes to remove the haze. I remember you carrying this around school and demanding Hotaru to write her thoughts and feelings. I also remember how she just walked away and rejected you. That was definitely funny.

I guess you were too tired from last night's poker to remember your journal. So don't blame me if I discover something here.

I see doodles of flowers and hearts everywhere. Why would you draw Hotaru with a frog that has pigtails? You really suck at drawing.

I hear your voice and I look out my bedroom window. Wow. Your bathing suit is still printed with strawberries. Maybe tomorrow you'll be wearing one with polka dots.

I can already hear my name, accompanied by your screechy voice.

It's not my fault you wear such short skirts. You're lucky I'm the only one who sees them. Probably.

Hey, beach volleyball. At least you're good at something. Or maybe not. You hit the ball with your face – that's something I don't see every day.

Hmm. Breakfast. Hotaru tells me you cooked the eggs. I know what not to eat.

You dash inside the house to Hotaru, knowing you will receive nothing but rejection, so you end up hitting the refrigerator door. As I predicted, rejection. The refrigerator costs a lot, so you know what to do if it's broken.

You sit on the front porch with Ruka. I watch as he breaks his chocolate in half and gives you the other. You know you're as dense as a block of cheese? You most likely don't.

I realize that Hotaru has been and staring at my direction. She smirks. Tch. I never know what this woman thinks—plots, actually.

I hear the second hand ticking. It's 10:30. My turn to take a dip.

I walk to the sea and sit at the edge for a while. I hear your voice call out my name. I see you run towards me with Ruka. You sit beside me and nag on how I wake up late and miss the morning sun. As I listen to you talk, I can't help but notice that there's chocolate on the side of your lips. I divert my eyes to the non-existent horizon and head towards the vast water. You get annoyed with my walking away in a middle of a conversation.

I dive into the sea and swim as far as I could. I turn around and see chocolate.

I swim farther and I see Ruka's laughter. Finally.

Your joke couldn't have been that funny.

I float on the surface of the water and see white wings and light rays. It's peaceful and calming to be here. It's a good idea to come here. I'm glad I did.

I hear your voice again, reminding me that I might swim too far off. It's so distinct. Anyone can recognize it. I can from a mile away. See how loud you are?

I swim back just so you would shut up. Slowly rising from the water, you tell me that my hair looks nice when it's wet.

I splash water to your face. As expected, you get mad at me and Ruka tries to calm you down. That's how it's always been, right?

It's 12:30. Mr. Narumi bugs me to take out the griller so we can start on the barbeque. Everyone starts grabbing sticks and pushes it through the marinated meat. You come up to me and hand me a couple of sticks and demand for my help. I walk towards the griller and see you run.

All I can think about is chocolate.

Author's Note:

Thanks for supporting, "Letters to You"! Just keep on reading and I will try my best to update as often as I can.

~dancedaze