Brittainy Cherry

“I didn’t know you had another sister, Cal,” the boy said, staring my way. The more he stared, the more my stomach hurt. I stepped behind Katie’s leg, my cheeks heating up.

I love you, Brooks Tyler Griffin.

Forever and ever and ever.

Your soon-to-be wife,

Maggie May

A note to the girl who is crazy

By: Brooks Tyler Griffin

Maggie May,

I. Don’t. Like. You! Go away forever and ever and ever.

Your NOT soon-to-be husband,

Brooks Tyler

A note to the boy who made me cry

By: Maggie May Riley

Brooks,

That was mean.

-Maggie

A note to the girl who is still, STILL crazy, but shouldn’t ever cry

By: Brooks Tyler Griffin

Maggie May,

I’m sorry. I can be a real jerk.

-Brooks

“She’s so stupid!” I exclaimed. “She has this idea that she’s gonna marry me in the woods. She’s crazy.”

Jamie snickered. “You’re just sayin’ that because you secretly love her.”

“What are you doing?” I asked with smooshed cheeks.

“I’m going to kiss you, Brooks, because we have to work on our first kiss before doing it in front of our family and friends.”

“You definitely aren’t going to kiss—”

“You kissed me,” she whispered.

“It was a mistake,” I replied.

“A good mistake?”

“A bad mistake.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Brooks?”

“Maggie?”

“Can we have one more bad mistake kiss?”

“We can stop kissing now. I’d already counted to ten five times.”

“Can we maybe try the kissing thing one more time?”

She blushed and smiled, and it was beautiful. “For how long?”

Cheryl and squirrels had a few things in common. For example, squirrels liked nuts, and Cheryl was completely nuts if she thought for a second Brooks would like her before me.