_*Anonymous letters to attractive, cool, and frustrating gentlemen _
You and I shared a date once upon a time.
Now that you’re back from school for the summer, I keep thinking about it.
I’ll be the first to say that I hope you ask again.
I really hope you’ll ask again.
P.S.: You still look really great in plaid.
Dear Mr. Elton,
Now that Harriet has the farm boy she always wanted,
I worry that you’re forcing your hopes up again.
Let me be clear: I don’t/can’t/and will never like you in that way.
I don’t know what else to say.
Dear John Thornton,
Yeah. You’re still kind of obnoxious, rude, and cocky.
I think we’re done.
I still wonder what could have happened with us.
I think about you often.
Now that you’ve graduated, chances are that you’ll never see me again.
I hate how awful that makes me feel.
Dear Chris Martin,
You’re a really neat guy.
We’ve made a great team, methinks.
I’ll miss you when you leave.
You should come talk to me more often.
I think you’re kind of cute.
Dear Mr. Collins,
Apparently you’ve found your Charlotte.
This worries me a bit.
It’s obvious that you’re attracted to every woman under the sun.
Ugh. I was such an idiot.
Dear Rude Boy,
If I would have done what I felt like doing,
you would have had a red handprint across your face on Monday.
If you are ever as ungentlemanly as you were to me again,
you’re going to get it.
I think you’re a nice guy, and I did have fun on our date.
I just don’t feel like it’s going to work.
We met very briefly before school ended.
I hope we meet again soon.
Dear Half of the LDSSA Counsel,
I have an itsy bitsy crush on all of you boys.