I actually finished this like a week ago, but the main story I'm working on right now is driving me completely mad... How long can writer's block last?

Sonya Everstein was the kind of innocent that guys were often attracted to, though she would deny it if you mentioned it. She was popular with the boys in her tenth grade class, and often found little love notes stuffed into her locker. One day she found a little paper with familiar scrawl next to her backpack. Her friends peeked over her shoulder at the words, as they usually did when her anonymous suitors wrote out her praise, but the little blonde quickly clutched it to her chest. "You can't read this one." She said, blushing.

Lee Gangrier was the kind of silent that could make girls swoon. He was supposed, by his fans, to be the strong-and-quiet-with-a-heart-of-gold type. While their evaluation of the boy wasn't completely incorrect, none of them had the chance to figure him out, as he wasn't someone to open up to anyone outside of his immediate group of friends. Lee was often the subject of cheesy, cliched confessions behind the school building.

The two were, much to their schoolmates' dismay, practically inseparable and obviously in love.

Sonya wanted to show off the note she had found to her friend, and was disappointed to see an eager girl already sitting at the biology table with him. Lee smiled apologetically, so she shrugged and slid in the chair directly behind him. Before she could get his attention, the teacher clapped her hands and started calling roll.

Five minutes into the class, when they were supposed to be doing a small writing assignment with the person next to them, Sonya's partner nudged her. "Hey, you seem distracted. What's eating you?"

Sonya looked up from the binder she had fixed with her glare, the one that she had tucked her letter in. She almost told him it was nothing, but glanced up at Lee, who was scribbling as his partner giggled. She could stand to be a little selfish toward him, right?

"It's this note. I found a love note in my locker today." she whispered loud enough so Lee could hear. And he did hear; her friend's pencil froze. Sonya took out the stationary and slid it to the boy next to her. "It's so sweet. I wonder who could have written it." She sighed a bit loudly and watched Lee's grip tighten.

When her partner finished scanning the note, he licked his lips. "Huh," he glanced up at her with a smirk she was too distracted to notice. "Actually, I wrote this."

Sonya was bewildered. The boy tried to maintain a shy look. Any guy would be an idiot to pass up the perfect chance to get with Sonya Everstein.

"Um, you did?" The blonde had been completely certain she was right about the letter's author.

"Yeah, you like it?" His attempt at a sheepish smile looked a bit wolfish instead.

"Um, yeah, it's really nice." She nodded slowly, sneaking a glance at his notes. His messy scribbles were no where near similar to the pretty scrawl she knew by heart.

"Thanks. I, uh, really like you." He ducked his head. The charade was clumsy, and it was starting to annoy Sonya, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings, so she turned her attention back to the assignment.

"Is that so?" She immediately kicked herself. There was no need to be rude. Not yet. "Thank you."

The boy was beginning to look impatient. "Do you, uh, wanna go out or something?"

Something in the room loudly clattered to the ground, and all eyes turned to see Lee bending to pick up a jar of dissecting tools. He put them back on the table more forcefully than entirely necessary and caught the teacher's attention to ask for a bathroom pass.

Once he left, Sonya raise her hand and groaned. "I think I'm having girl troubles." She tucked the note away as if she were scared someone would steal it.

The teacher excused Sonya quickly and she hurried down the hall. The blonde found her friend wedged on the floor between the vending machines at the end of the hallway. "That's not the bathroom, just so you know, Lee."

He didn't look up, even when she crouched in front of him.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"I'm cool,"

There was a small silence. "You know, I really hope whoever gave me that note today keeps on sending them." She said absently, and he looked up.

"What do you mean 'whoever'? That guys said it was him, right?" he sounded bitter, which Sonya couldn't help but think was cute.

She smiled at him. "No, it's not." She could have sworn she heard him breath a sigh of relief. "I'm not gonna go out with him if he lies to me, you know?" Lee nodded. "I might date the real author, though. Who could that be?" With that, she stood up and turned to head back to the classroom. After a while, Lee joined them again as well.

Sonya's partner nudged her again. "You never answered me."

"I would definitely go out with the author of this note." she repeat and turned to the boy as he grinned excitedly. "But that's not you, I know."

"What are you talking about!" He scoffed too loudly, and the teacher glared. His voice dropped. "I told you already that it was me."

"You didn't write it, though." She said confidently. "I know you didn't because I know who did. We're very close; I'd recognize his handwriting anywhere."

Wow Lee drama queen much seriously child chill.
The writing actually came out needlessly proper, huh? I guess I'm just in one of those moods, sorry. (lol)

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