Letters to a Nobody by Soccerluv4 . (best classic literature txt) 📕

“Come on Sammy, I’m gonna be late for the game!” Ty shouted back, as I locked the house.

Running over the passenger side, I got into his car and buckled in.

Not even as I glanced back up to the front, had a shirt been thrown over my face.

“Thanks” I muttered sarcastically to Ty’s smiling face, and pulled his lacrosse jersey over my t-shirt.

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Pulling into the parking lot of the school, I jumped out, waving a quick goodbye to Ty, and headed towards Fay.

“About time you got here,” she scolded me, after handing me a Slurpee.

“Thanks” I smiled at her apologetically. We walked off towards the bleachers, trying to find some good seats before they all got full.

Sitting in my seat, I surveyed the field. Today was just a regular game for the lacrosse team, and since my brother was in almost every sport imaginable, I came to all his games. He usually gave me his jersey, unless he promised another girl his jersey, then I would usually just wear his lacrosse hoodie. I didn’t mind. My brother was kind of a flirt. He wasn’t a jerk though. Not like Carter, anyway.

Speaking of Carter, I looked back at the fields, hoping to see him. Though the last few run-ins with him weren’t the most pleasant, I did have a tiny crush on him. Okay, a big crush.

Maybe it was the fact that he was insanely hot or maybe because he wasn’t always such a hot shot.

I guess I’d developed this stupid crush for him when he used to come over to my house all the time. Back when we were freshmen, Carter used to come over all the time to hang out with Ty. I didn’t really notice him much at first, but soon, he was all I could think about. Too bad I never had the courage to talk to him. I doubt he even knows I’m Ty’s twin sister.

Rolling my eyes at my own stupidity, I focused on the game, when a pair of piercing grey eyes stared right back at me. My heart almost stopped. 

Carter.

“Hey! Hey! Sammy!” I jerked back, looking over to Fay, who was staring at me with confused eyes.

“You okay? I was trying to call you when I noticed you got all pale…”

“I’m fine,” I lied. I was far from fine.  Carter was staring at me. Me. And it wasn’t the type of stare that made butterflies in your stomach, no. It made goosebumps erupt all over my arms.

Carter Woods was staring at me as if he knew who I was. I gulped, and looked back over to the field. Ty spotted me and waved. Timidly, I waved back and smiled weakly.

A whistle blew, signaling the start of the game.

I gulped. It was definitely the start of a game, a terrible one.

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“Eww, get off of me! You smell like sweat!” Ty chuckled as he pulled away from Fay. She scowled at him, before crossing her arms and walking away in a huff.

“I’ll be waiting at the car!” She shouted. I only shook my head in laughter.

“Congrats Tyler! Another win!” I embraced him in a hug, which he returned with more than just a bear hug.

“Ow, stop Ty. I can’t breathe” I chuckled.

Tyler ruffled my hair, before slipping on his jacket.

“I gotta grab something from a friend real quick, be back in a bit!” He ran off, leaving me alone in front of the boy’s locker room.

Just as I was about to head off, I felt someone behind me.

“I know what you do,” I could almost feel them smirking behind me.

I recognized that voice. Carter. Taking a deep breath, I mustered a fake smile on my face as I came face to chest with Carter.

"Um, what are you talking about?" I gave him a confused look, hoping he bought it.

“Yeah right. Don’t play games. I don’t know who you are, but you better stop writing those fucking ridiculous letters.”

Well, guess he didn't buy it.

The sound of my heartbeat echoed in my ears as I heard what he said. For some reason, that angered me. He couldn’t take a piece of me away like that. Hell, he couldn’t do it if it was over my dead body.

“What are you talking about? Maybe you should get your facts straight before accusing random people! Whatever the hell S. did to you, she did, but I’m not S. so I have no idea what you’re talking about!” I huffed, and turned on my heel, walking away from the so-called bastard.

Carter couldn’t believe his eyes, as the timid nerd in front of him had walked away, after yelling her ass off to him.

For some strange reason, he found her angry stature underneath her timid façade quite sexy. Something about her made his heart thump faster.  She was so much more different than any girl he’d been across, and he couldn’t help but admire her sexy kitten like attitude.

But something still nudged at his mind. If she wasn’t S., why was she so pissed at him when he asked her?

Pulling his large lacrosse bag higher up his shoulder, he walked away, still thinking about that girl. He was clueless. This was the second time he’d seen her, and yet he still couldn’t believe he’d never seen this girl before.

And what was she doing with Ty? Maybe he liked her. The thought made him angry. ‘No,’ he thought, ‘I can’t be jealous for some loser like nerd,’ he scoffed mentally. Focusing back on S., he began thinking about how he could find her.

‘Maybe he could find this S. if he sent a letter himself’ He thought.             

‘If I sent a letter with some made up issue, maybe she could tell me who she is!’

Eyes sparking with excitement, he raced home to put his plan into action.

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Dear S-

So I’m a guy with a problem. There’s this girl I like, but she doesn’t know me. We’re not really close, so I’m confused at what to do to get her attention. Being a guy, I have absolutely no clue to what girls like. Can you give me an idea as to what girls like?

Thanks!

-Clueless crush

Carter looked over the note again, reading and rereading it to make sure he didn’t leave anything out. He’d tried so bad to make it seem like he was just some heartsick guy who desperately needed advice. Praying silently, he just hoped all his efforts would work.

Honestly, he didn’t know exactly why he was so hell bent on finding out if S. was the girl he met at the game. Truthfully, he just wanted her, whoever she was, to feel the pain of rejection like he had. He was always the heartbreaker, not the heartbroken.

Stopping midstride, an important thought occurred to him. With all that was going on, he didn’t even really miss Lizzy all that much. Granted, he wasn’t much of a softy unless he did find the perfect girl, he usually still felt a little weird after a few days, but not in this case.

Somehow, the idea that finding S. to make his embarrassment lessen didn’t sound right anymore. He didn’t even miss Lizzy. Not once had he thought about her, or how he must’ve looked like an idiot for not having her anymore.

So why was he still after S.? He didn’t know. But something, something in the back of his mind, wanted to find this S, for reasons still unknown to him, especially since he was clearly over Lizzy already.

Picking up his stride, he entered the library, and weaved around through the shelves towards the back corner. Lifting his hand up, he gently traced the brick with his hand, feeling the bumps of the rocky surface scratch his fingertips. Shaking his head, he lifted out the brick, exposing a small compartment that was empty. Placing the letter gingerly into the slot, he looked at it once, before replacing the brick back into the wall.

“Soon,” he whispered, “Soon, I will know who you really are.”

A whistle blew, disrupting me from my reading. I was trying to finish some homework, but it looked like Ty’s lacrosse practice was over.

Just an even bigger reminder for me to get my own car back.

My dad’s car happened to be at the auto shop, since it broke down yesterday. He was borrowing my car for a bit until they could fix the problem. Until then, I had to stay after school until Tyler’s lacrosse practice was over and he could drive both of us back.

Packing my books up into my backpack, I got off the bleachers and dusted my shorts off.

I headed towards the parking lot, waiting for my brother to show up.

Spotting a rock, I kicked it around with my foot before it rolled into a puddle. I went to retrieve it, when I saw the reflection inside of the puddle.

“What do you want?” I spat, as I looked up to see Carter’s smirking face.

“Nothing. Just wanted to see what you were up to?” His smirk grew wider, if that was possible, as he leaned back against a car.

I rolled my eyes, and walked around to the passenger side of Ty’s car. Crossing my arms, I waited for Ty to show up.

“You know, it’s not really nice to ignore people,” Carter said as he walked around the car hood and stood in front of me.

“Not when they’re creepy strangers who won’t mind their own business,” I scoffed, rolling my eyes again.

Come on Ty! Where the hell are you? I thought urgently. I couldn’t let myself be around this jackass any longer. What did I see in him again? I blame teen hormones.

“Ouch, I’m hurt. You think I’m a stranger? Remember me? We had a nice little conversation yesterday in this parking lot. Although for our first time meeting, I remember you using some colorful vocabulary. Not much of a lady, are we?” He chuckled as he moved closer to me.

I gaped at him like a fish. How dare he call me un ladylike!? The nerve of this jerk!

“Excuse me for trying to defend myself from annoying jerks who think they can blame shit on anyone! No. Thank. You.” I bit out back at him.

His chuckle turned humorless, as he glowered at me with those captivating eyes. Standing right in front of me, he closed me between him and Ty’s car, caging me in with his hands.

“Now, now, now, what did I say about that dirty little mouth? Maybe you forgot the fact that I’m the innocent one here.