Yours Truly

Dear T2

AN: this is sort of a personal thing I really want to do. I will name the recipients the same way I name the people in my other story, with a letter and number. Some will be the same as the ones in my other story. These are all letters to real people, and may mention specific things, but they should all make sense, even if you don't read my other story. This is mainly for me, but I would love to have people read it. I'm not afraid to say how I feel to a bunch of anonymous strangers, bit if this ever got to the people I write about, I would be terrified of their reactions :) So thanks for reading, and enjoy. Or not. You decide :)

Btw, the recipient in this case is Temporary2, named such because, like T1, she is a senior and will only be of importance for a year, but she has just enough influence to require a name. Which is funny, because I don't either of the T's know my name.

#1.

To T2:

Last year, I felt sorry for you. You ran for thespian president and lost by two votes. I didn't think it was fair that your senior year was sort of ruined because you couldn't be on the council. It seemed very important to you, and you only get one chance.

This year is different. I'm not so sure how I feel about it now. I mean, you're nice enough, but you're less friendly. Some of the others say hi when we pass them in the hallway, but you just avoid it. And it makes me feel like your group is exclusive. And I know seniors will never be best friends with the sophomores, but I feel completely left out around you. And I know I'm not the only one.

Also, you make me sad. I don't know why. And it's not completely you're fault. Part of it is jealousy that you're so comfortable in the theatre group, and part of it is jealousy that you're so involved. But it's deeper than that. I just can't figure out what it is. It might be how you make me feel excluded. I don't handle exclusion very well.

It's also strange that you seem to show up everywhere. Ever since the first thespian party and lock-in, it seems like I see you in the halls all the time, just a reminder that I have no talent, that I'll never be as involved as I want.

Maybe I even see parts of my personality in you. You're slight awkwardness and the way you're not as outgoing as the others reminds me of myself. And it makes me sad, because it makes me think that one day I'll be the one who didn't make the council, the one who tags along but never has authority or a proper position. That upsets me too.

Everytime you show up in my theatre class, it's not only intimidating, but also upsetting. You always favor the people who are in the plays, and it makes me feel even more excluded. Plus, I feel like you judge us all the time.

Maybe I'm being hypocritical, and maybe I'm just thinking of myself too much, but I wish I didn't have to pass you everyday in the hall. It always brings me down.

I know there's really nothing you can do about it. And I know you wouldn't care if you ever read this. But if someone thought these things about me, I would want to know.

Best wishes, 

Unknown

AN: I feel better now.  

In case you were wondering, the title is from Yours Truly, by Paradise Fears. 

Thanks for reading! There way be more coming, depending on times and occurrences.  

Thanks again :)