Dearest Presley,
Thoughts of you consume me, and your plan to ignore me has driven me insane. In fact, it’s what made me realize you’d be the perfect Queen.
To win your heart I'll write you sonnets, and bring you more dead roses.
What do I have to do to prove my love? Our hearts will forever be linked together.
Forever Yours,
TKOH
3.
My Dearest,
All I want is your heart, but you've hidden yourself away from me. Drastic times call for drastic measures. I'll fade into the background for now, but there will be signs that I’m waiting.
Love,
TKOH
P.S. Our love will live on, even in death.
It's been five days, and I haven't received another letter. I know he’s still there, watching me—toying with me. I’vehidden myself away, and I haven’t come out except for work.
What does he want from me? The irrational side of me is still hoping that this was just a cruel joke, and when I didn't respond they decided to move on.
Even though I haven't stopped looking over my shoulder every time I leave my room, I'm getting more comfortable with the idea that this could be a prank. The thought makes me feel better at least.
These letters are the least of my problems. The rumor mill has been on a constant loop with accounts of the fight that happened between Kai and Chad. It's embarrassing, if all the guys were scared to touch me before, now they are damn near pissing in their pants scared.
Taking a cue from my "secret admirer", drastic times do call for drastic measures. I've always said that I'd never try online dating, but in this climate, my stepbrothers have left me with no other choice.
Late last night I downloaded the Pixie Hollow dating app, Twisted. I've talked to three guys so far. None of them have given me butterflies, but I'm open to possibilities.
Sliding into my favorite booth in the Wonderland cafeteria, I order chicken tenders, mac and cheese, and a Dr. Pepper Zero.
It's not Gunner’s cooking, but it’ll do in a pinch. My stepbrothers have meetings today, so they can’t eat with me.
For the second time today, I open my Twisted app. I get excited, because there’s new options in my inbox. The username of the one on bottom grabs my attention, so I check his first.
Lionhart: Hi!
Short, and to the point. I like it. A simple message isn’t a bad thing. Especially when I’ve been sent more dicks pics than anyone person should be sent in their lifetime. Those guys were blocked and deleted in 2.5 seconds. Also, unpopular opinion, dicks really aren’t the cutest.
PKRules: Hey. I like your username. How long have you been here at PHU?
Lionhart: Thank you. I haven’t been here very long, but it seems like a cool place. How about a date?
Wow. This guy doesn’t screw around, and I have to admit, I’ve got some lite butterflies fluttering around.
PKRules: Only if you play your cards right.
Lionhart: I never lose a hand.
I giggle.
PKRules: Okay Mr. Lionhart, you have my attention.
