When I was 7 and in the 1st grade I had a crush on this girl in my class. At the time I didn't know how to handle it, girls were supposed to like guys, right? It took me a long time but I finally accepted the fact I liked her that way, and as all 1st graders do with their crushes I wrote her a letter.  When everyone was taking a test I finished first and asked to go to the bathroom. I found her locker(in that elementary school we had these colorful play house door lockers in the preschool-2nd grades) and I put the note in there(since they didn't actually have locks). I wish I had been there to see her reaction to the note.

The note was on red construction paper written in bold letters with a black crayon "GET OUTA MY SCHOOL". So Claire if your out there you made the right choice by moving the next year, black crayons mean I wasn't fucking around.