Tom,
I hate my life. My internet's been shut down and my phone has been turned off, so I have no other choice but to talk to you Pony Express style. How fun.
One positive thing has come out of my life. I have been accepted to play the part of Mayzie La Bird in the Seussical at my community center. What? It's a start! Broadway will meet me one day, you just wait and see...
As for school? Don't get me started. Remind me why I'm majoring in Literature again? You know, I might actually pass the damn class if I read the right book. LONG story....just don't ask.
Enough about me. How's your rock star life treating you? How about the boys? Danny staying out of trouble? Is this letter random enough for you?
I'm gonna stop before I write everything on my brain. Love you like a bro.
Libby ♥
I licked the envelope shut and planted a stamp on the corner. Just as I was walking out to my duplex's outgoing mail box, my lights shut off.
"What? The electric too?!" I screamed at the ceiling. I furiously walked over to my light switch and flipped it on and off rapidly. But no luck. "Damn it!" I muttered to myself and slammed the door shut and strutted my way to the mailbox.
==>ONE WEEK LATER (TOM'S POV)
"Damn, I hope Libby's ok." I muttered to Dougie after slowly hanging the phone up. It's not like her to not call for a week.
"I'm sure she is. She's never had the best of luck." Dougie told me.
"Well, you're really nice." I rolled my eyes at him.
"It's only the truth." He laughed. He was right. I just wanted a reason to argue.
"TOM!" I heard Danny scream from 3 floors down. I sighed and walked over to the staircase.
"Too lazy to walk up the stairs?" I asked him.
"Exactly. You've got mail, mate." He said waving a small envelope in the air.
"Thanks for checkin' it for me. Who's it from?" I asked, slowly walking down the stairs.
"Libby." He smiled. I stopped for a second then darted down the stairs as fast as I could. I snatched the letter from him. Danny gave me a smirk, and I narrowly glared at him.
"I was worried about her." I mumbled, carefully opening the envelope.
"You love her." Harry laughed from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and slowly walked to the living room. I really can't say he was lying. I've known the girl for about 3 years now, since she was 19 and I was 20. We met backstage one of our gigs. I have to say I fell for her the second I saw her, but she seems to take it as just a really good friendship. I pulled the letter out and breathed in. Is that her perfume? I slowly scanned the letter, taking in every word as if they were the last I would ever hear from her. Her voice ran through my mind, her sarcasm ringing in my ears as I smiled at her jokes. I love everything about her. Too bad I don't have the guts to tell it to her. I slowly closed the letter and ran to the kitchen and pulled out the legal pad and a pen. I started to write everything on my mind.
Libby,
That really sucks. Do you need money? I'll gladly help out with bills, you know that. As long as I hear from you, that's all I ask for.
Another play? What is that, your 30th? Who am I to talk, you always rock plays. I want a copy of it, I love hearing you sing. Broadway will be jealous!
Quit stressing over school! I don't know how many times I have to tell you that! You always say you're gonna fail when you end up getting some of the highest scores in the class. Just think, this is your last year of college then you are free from it all. You'll be fine. Trust me.
My life? You just had to go there, didn't you. Danny? Staying out of trouble? Yeah, actually he has. Dougie's been causing more trouble. Harry's still boring, but I know how much you hate it when I bad mouth him, so I won't. And you are the most random person I know. This is nowhere as random as I've seen you get. So how has Nicole been? Dougie's been itching to know. Her law school still going strong?
I miss you, I hope you get your phone back soon. I miss your voice.
Love you more,
Tom
I smiled at my closing and prayed she would take the hint. I quickly filled out the envelope and set it on the counter next to my car keys so I wouldn't forget to mail it off.
"How adorable. It's like the Notebook!" Dougie joked at me. I rolled my eyes at him and walked back upstairs to my room, and stared at the picture on my side table. It was a picture of me and her at a Halloween party in her hometown. She was Miss Lovitt and I was Sweeney Todd. She was on my lap in the picture, her lips softly planted on my cheek, with my arms wrapped tightly around her waist. I remember how I never wanted to let go. I sighed and rolled over on my back, the whole night running through my mind.
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Oh, um....that didn't turn out so well did it?
Well, hopefully next time it will be about ten times better.
Remeber to read my latest journal on my Sound Of Love story!
Libby x
