I was a great writer in middle school and I believe I still am, but I could always be better. My 7th grade English class consisted of my good friend Kris and two girls named Hailey and Reilly. Well, I really liked Reilly and decided to ask her out. I used to be a very nervous kid, especially around attractive girls, so I wrote a letter, asking her to go out with me. I gave it to Hailey, her friend that was sitting next to her at the time. She put it on her desk when Reilly wasn’t looking and from my desk, I watched her read the letter. She started reading it and I was reading it in my head too. I put so much effort into writing this letter that I knew it line for line. When she came across a line that complimented her, I watched her smile and
