Remember the thrill of the note? Hoping the teacher didn't intercept and share it with the class.
I was part of the IBTC club (If you don't know, I won't elaborate), each note was filled with embarrassing imaginary escapades- complete with drawings, and cliff hanger endings. Thank heavens they were never intercepted or I would have died of mortification. But I wish I still had them, they were hilarious.
At the library, a real gen-u-ine note dropped from the leaves of a book, just begging to be read.
Do you like Josh?Pure drivel, but the spelling was excellent. Standing there holding that little square of college ruled paper made me nostalgic.
Why?
I think he totally likes you.
Why?
Because he was totally looking at your butt.