This was inspired by Where Rainbows End/Love, Rose – sort of. The idea of the letters and the e-mails etc are inspired.
NOTE: SOME SPELLING AND GRAMMAR MISTAKES ARE INTENTIONAL. (This is mainly at the start because they are only young.)
Also, anything in italics is what Uriah has crossed out.
Six-Years-Old
To Uriah,
Mom told me to tell you that you are invited to my birthday party on Monday 4th of August. It's at 4PM.
And you can't bring zeke.
Love, Marlene.
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To Marlene,
Will there be dauntless cake? You know I only go to parties if there will be Dauntless cake.
I don't want to bring zeke anyway. He shouted at me earlier. I don't no why.
From, Uriah.
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To Uriah,
There will, but it's my party so you should come anyway. Otherwise I won't come to yours. Mom said it's on the Tuesday not the Monday.
It's KNOW not NO. I keep telling you this.
Love, Marlene.
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To Marlene,
Well, EXCUSE ME for having a very presise taste!
You don't no everything.
From, Uriah.
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To Uriah,
It's PRECISE not PRESISE.
I'm smarter than you.
Love, Marlene.
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To Marlene,
If you're going to be mean, I don't want to come to your birthday party!
Also, why do you sign everything with love? Do you love me? Ew.
From, Uriah.
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To Marlene,
Your party was great!
From, Uriah.
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To Uriah,
All you did was eat Dauntless cake.
Love, Marlene.
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To Marlene,
I no and it tasted great!
From, Uriah.
Eight-Years-Old
To Marlene,
I have terrible news!
From, Uriah.
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To Uriah,
Shut up! I'm trying to learn, unlike you. If Mrs Butt-Head catches us it will ruin my perfect school record! Do you want that, do you? Hm?
Love, Marlene.
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To Marlene, my so called best friend.
It's urgent. I have to tell someone.
From, Uriah.
P.S.: I'll take all the blame for you.
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To Uriah,
What's the problem, then?
Love, Marlene.
P.S.: You better take-
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From: Uriah
To: Marlene
Subject: Sorry
I didn't mean to get you into trouble as well. I no I said I would take the blame as well but Butt-Head found my note about me saying I'd take all the blame. Sorry.
Anyway, about this terrible news... I'M MOVING!
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From: Marlene
To: Uriah
Subject: YOU BETTER BE SORRY
You have to make this up to me otherwise I will make sure that you never have Dauntless cake again.
What!? Where!?
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From: Uriah
To: Marlene
Subject: I am sorry!
Yeah, mom said that since dad died we have to move. So, she's doing a house swap with that lady that lives a few doors away from us.
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From: Marlene
To: Uriah
Subject: (NO SUBJECT)
Oh, I thought you meant you were moving across the other side of Dauntless. No worries. It's only a few doors away. Get over it.
Ten-Years-Old
TO URIAH
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY
MAY YOUR LIFE BE FILLED WITH GREAT SEX
LOVE YOUR SECRET ADMIRER
To Marlene,
You sent the card, didn't you?
From, Uriah.
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To Uriah,
Card? What card?
Love, Marlene.
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To Marlene,
You no what card.
From, Uriah.
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To Uriah,
You KNOW nothing Uriah Pedrad as I DID NOT sent you a stupid Valentine's Day card! It was from your secret admirer.
Love, Marlene.
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To Marlene,
Got ya! I never said it was a Valentine's Day card! You love me!
From, Uriah.
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To Uriah,
NO I DON'T. NOW GO AWAY.
FROM, Marlene.
TO MARLENE
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
I LOVE YOU
I WISH YOU LOTS OF GREAT SEX IN YOUR LIFE
BUT YOU WON'T NO WHO I AM
LOVE FROM URIAH YOUR SECRET ADMIRER
To Uriah,
I KNOW it was you that sent the card.
Love, Marlene.
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To Marlene,
It wasn't me.
From Uriah.
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To Uriah,
It was. You wrote 'no' instead of 'know' (AGAIN) and you wrote your name then crossed it out.
Love, Marlene.
Twelve-Years-Old
(Instant Messaging)
Uriah: Hey!
Marlene: Hi.
Uriah: I haven't seen you all week!
Marlene: I know.
Uriah: Is it my fault?
Marlene: Yeah.
Uriah: Are you mad?
Marlene: Yeah.
Uriah: Did Lynn actually shove Courtney's face into cake today?
Marlene: Yeah.
Uriah: Did she get suspended?
Marlene: Yeah.
Uriah: Did she do it because I've been hanging around with Courtney and not you two?
Marlene: It's NOT because you've been hanging around with her. It's because YOU have been IGNORING us for that stupid horny bitch. You were all over her. It's pathetic.
(MARLENE HAS SIGNED OUT OF INSTANT MESSAGING)
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To Marlene,
I didn't mean to be all over Courtney. In fact, she was all over me. I didn't no I upset you. I didn't mean to. Sorry.
I wouldn't want to be all over Courtney. Because I like you. I like you more than a friend.
Love, Uriah.
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To Marlene,
I'm sorry. It's my fault. Best friends again?
From, Uriah.
Sixteen-Years-Old
Dear Marlene,
I sure as hell hope you haven't been asked to the dance yet. Especially not by that twat Dylan.
Anyway, do you want to go to the dance with me? As friends, of course.
From, Uriah.
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Dear Uriah,
Sorry, Uri. I've already got a date... And it's totally not Dylan...
Love, Marlene.
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(Instant Messaging)
Marlene: Do you still need a date for the dance?
Uriah: What makes you think I haven't been asked since I sent you that letter? Which was five days ago, so I could easily get a date.
Marlene: Well, have you?
Uriah: No.
Marlene: Great! Let's go together.
Uriah: What happened to Dylan?
Marlene: Long story short, he thought he could live two lives and have two girlfriends. Me and some horny bitch. I made him choose. He chose her. I'm not surprised. He seems to think she is some sort of Queen. Like, seriously? She's actually just a desperate whore. She complains when he's not there or doesn't answer. Like, desperate much? Get over it.
Uriah: Oh, I'm sorry.
Marlene: It's okay. Her boobs aren't that big anyway. She puts stuff in her bra.
Uriah: How do you know this?
Marlene: Me and Lynn wanted to find out information. It's not stalking though, just important research.
Eighteen-Years-Old
To my gorgeous girlfriend,
We made it!
Who would of thought that we could survive school? I think we all knew you'd pass with flying colours, but I really didn't think I'd pass anything. I guess I have you to thank for that.
Anyway, I hope you're looking forward to our senior dance. I promise to make it better than before. I no how much you love special moments.
Love, Uriah.
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To Uri,
Babe, I told you that you'd pass.
You still can't use the right 'KNOW' though.
Of course I'm looking forward to it.
Love, Marlene.
Twenty-Years-Old
My AMAZING fiancée,
Right now, when I am writing this, you are still my girlfriend. Hopefully, when you read this, you'll be my fiancée... If you didn't accept the proposal, please burn this immediately.
Anyway, I'm terrible with talking about my feelings, so I thought I'd write them down.
I love you. But you no that.
Through all the fights, all the birthdays and all the notes passing in class, I have loved you. I have always loved you and probably always will. You have helped me through stuff (my dad's death, moving house, when the school were out of Dauntless cake) and I have helped you through stuff (when I pulled the head off your doll, when your hamster died, when you broke up with Dylan). I love you for who you are; never change for anyone. Not even me.
I love you more than Dauntless cake.
And if you did reject me and we broke up then... I love you.
Sorry.
Love, Uriah.