Dear Beth,

Since you left, things have been a bore, to say the least. School has droned on incessantly and I am dreading have to go home for the holidays. One year of you in Florida has been dreadful. I'll see you in New York.

Sincerely,

Aaron


Dear Aaron,

There you go with the big words again. Did you have a thesaurus next to you as you wrote the letter? Things have been good for my mom; she's clean and has her act together. We've been getting along well with my grandmother, though she is still overbearing. I hate the kids in my school. They are, as you'd say, dreadful. One guy keeps hitting on me, though I tell him I'm taken. Am I taken?

XO,

Beth


Dear Beth,

Yes, you are taken. Don't worry about them, you're a sophomore and I'll try to visit you, your mother and your domineering grandmother. I would enjoy the warmth since snow has fallen for a week now. My roommate, you remember him right? He has finally calmed down his libido, which means I can get a good night's sleep for once. Who am I kidding? If you're not here, there's no sleep for me.

Sincerely,

Aaron


Dear Aaron,

Domineering? Seriously? I'm going to throw a dictionary at your head. As for your roommate, Wild Bill was kinda cute. Not as cute as you are, though. My mother asks why I always smile at your letters, she doesn't know they're from you, and why I am always writing. She thinks there is something wrong with me. Stupid. My grandmother wanted to be a bitch suddenly, telling me not to have my face in these letters. By the way, she wants you to send a picture.

XO,

Beth


Dear Beth,

Your grandmother knows about me and the letters, but your mother doesn't? Are you afraid of her being jealous and writing a letter to me? Beth, your mother is not going to make me stop liking you. Someone called me 'Cherry' today and it reminded me of you. Speaking of, is that guy still bothering you? He better not be.

Love,

Aaron

P.S., there's a picture enclosed with this.


Dear Aaron,

My grandmother loved the picture. She said that you were just the cutest, no protest from me, of course. No, that boy has not been bothering me. I told him that I was happily taken and that he was nothing compared to my boyfriend. Wow, it's so weird calling you that. Tomorrow's my 16th birthday. We're still going to Skype, right? Of course, my mom will be there and we'll have a private celebration with the three of us.

Love,

Beth


Dear Beth,

I have gotten no sleep since your last letter. Wild Bill has been yelling at me every night to 'turn off that damned light and go to sleep'. He also called me a faggot and told me to stop writing gay letters to my girlfriend. He likes to give me a thumbs up when he sees me writing to you. These words are wasting my time, turn 18 already.

Love,

Aaron


A little background of why I am writing this story;

I watched this movie, Cherry, on Netflix. I loved how Aaron was so torn between mother and daughter, but I was also Aaron & Beth the whole time. They just made plans to be together once she went to college, but I wanted to write a story about the in-between years and how they meet again on her eighteenth birthday to finally be together.

So, I hop you like the story. This is just the first chapter, which is some letters they wrote to each other. Chapter One will be up next Tuesday. I suggest listening to My New Romance by The Burning Hotels as you read this chapter.