Do You Like-Like Me?

January 21, 1996

Dear Brittney,

This isn’t something that I ever thought I would be doing. Writing a letter to you. Then leave it inside of your locker. As I feel that your family would listen on the phone if I called you. Or at least your younger brother might do so. Cuz he’s a little twerp like that. And that’s the last thing we need right now. After they almost caught us kissing in your bedroom. Good thing you didn’t wear that glittery pink lip gloss huh?

They would have totally found out faster if you had.

But anyways. I’m writing this because I want you to know that I’m thinking about you. And that I really, really like you. Not even just like you. But like-like you. Like boys like girls. I know that when we kissed it wasn’t supposed to be for real. That we were just messing around. But I kind of wish that we kissed for real ya know? You’re one of the funniest, smartest, and prettiest girls that I know. Even prettier than Cindy. So much cooler than any guy that we know. It’s just…it’s just hard to write it out. Before that kiss I didn’t even know that I felt that way about girls before. If you’re not cool with it just tell me.

But, like, not in front of everyone if that’s good?

And umm…well, I think the best way for us to talk about this would be for us to meet outside of school today. Right behind the school and next to the dumpster if that’s okay? I don’t want anyone to see what we’re doing. Cuz, you know what Jennifer will do if she finds out. I’m already on her shitlist and I don’t need more bullshit from her.

I want to tell you how much I care about you. If you do want to get together that is. As we’ve been friends ever since we were five. I’ve liked all the stuff we’ve done together. Like the sleepovers, the trips to the mall, and those times we’ve egged Mr. McDaniel’s house. Even though we did have to clean up his house. And he was kind of a dick afterwards. But hey he deserved it for not having any friggin’ candy. That and he is such a pill. Like the biggest pill in the world. So, I feel like our little egg attack was needed. I wish we had toilet paper so that we could toss that over his car, tree, and his stupid house.

It was one of the most fun things that we did together. Along with sneaking into that ‘R’ rated movie a few months before. Okay, that movie was stupid as Hell, but it was still a lot of fun to sneak into and watch with you. Along with the giant thing of popcorn that we had together. I can’t remember what that movie was at all though. Even though I kind of hoped that the movie would have more fun stuff that we could have enjoyed.

I think it was a horror movie maybe.

Either way, it was more fun doing it with you. Along with the candies that we snuck in and then snuck out. I know you thought I was bonkers for that. But believe me that the workers there would have gotten in trouble. More so than if they knew that we had snuck into the movie in the first place. It was stupid. It is stupid. Just y’know. Don’t wanna get people fired for us sneaking in and watching a lame horror movie.

I know this isn’t about us and how much I like-like you. And I promise it’s just some of the stuff I liked doing with you. Ya know?

I like how smart you are. You get ‘A’s in every class that we’re in and I love it. Love how hard you work in class like that. I wish I was as smart as you are. You are tutoring me in the way that you have been has really been helpful. As you’re so much nicer than the teacher. Along with other folks in class that do this sorta thing. They’re giant assholes. Not anything like you at all. You’re just amazing at it.

Then there’s the whole fact that you have a good sense of humor. I love the jokes that you make about the food in the lunchroom. Along with a lot of other stupid stuff we do. Like those pranks we pull on your little brother sometimes. My favorite prank that we did involve putting make-up on his face while he’s sleeping. Then we put his hand in warm water. Oh man, he was so mad when he woke up and told your mom. She told my mom, and we were grounded for like. What? A week or two? I think it was a week. Maybe two. I can’t really remember that well.

Now for pretty. You’re quite frankly the prettiest girl that I have ever seen. So much prettier than that stupid Tiffany. Tiffany wishes she had eyes are gorgeous like yours. The prettiest green eyes in the world. Or hair as perfect as yours, too. A lovely shade of red that I love so much. And you have the prettiest number of freckles on your face. No matter what other people have said about them. No matter what people say about your freckles. They’re so perfect and I wished that I had some. It’s one of the reasons I use this brown eyeliner that I umm…snagged from the store. Yeah, I snagged it from the store. Didn’t steal it at all. Before you ask me when we’re at the dumpster, my mom was looming over my shoulder. I had to keep her from reading most of it. You know how nosy she gets when I’m doing anything at all. I wish she’d just mind her own business for once in my life. But I don’t think that’ll ever happen.

Anyways. You’re beautiful, wonderful, and I hope that you feel like I do. And that you want to be more than just friends. Or whatever. Anyway, I’ll be like seeing ya. Hopefully.

Laters,

Annie.

P.S: By the by, I got a new walkman and a tape that I made. Just throwing that in there. I even got some new headphones. You can use them first. Please, please show up.