DEAR QUIN

FIFTEEN

Dear Quin,

I avoided you like you are infected by zombie virus. I hid at the back of the library during lunch break and spent my free time reading books.

Then Physics came. With my hood covering my face, I secretly took a small glimpse at you and wondered why your nose was still intact. I swear I heard it cracked when I hit you with my book but no trace that it had been damaged.

Then you saw me looking. You smirked and whispered. 'I'll get my hands on you soon, nerd. Watch your back!'

Oh boy, did I just dig my own grave?

Ms.Nerdy