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lanalvrr · 9 days

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Nervous ||| D. Hume

Don hume x oc (Sylvia)

The boys' JV boat had just won their race against Cal. Sylvia had gone to watch the race with Joyce and some other friends. Joyce was her best friend. She knew she really wanted to go cause something was happening between her and Joe Rantz.

The race was about to start, and Sylvia saw all the boys sitting in their spots. She only knew a few of their names. Bobby, she had a class with him last semester, Joe, Joyce always talked about him, and Don, she had algebra with him, he sat a few rows up from her. Don was handsome. He was a muscular, had good hair, a nice smile (though he never showed it) she saw it a few times when he was with his friends.

Joyce always told her to talk to him, but she was far too nervous. Sylvia had a hard time talking to people, especially boys. She could talk to her friends like Joyce, even than, it made her nervous talking to her other friends.

The race then started, the boys rowing hard. They were behind for a bit until they had a blast of energy and got up there, winning the race.

That evening, everyone was getting ready for the dance. (i know that's probably not what it's called, but I'm calling it that for now). Sylvia had picked a pink dress with fluffy sleeves. She really liked it.

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Joyce was helping her with her hair as they talked about the night. "So, are you going to talk to him tonight?" Slyvia was confused, not knowing who he was. "Who?" Joyce just laughed lightly, "you know who, don." She looked at her through the mirror. "I can't, I can't, I would get too nervous, and it would just be embarrassing." Sylvia turned a little pinker thinking of him. "You know you too are a lot alike," She pause "Joe has been saying he talks about you, he's nervous too."

Don had put on a suit his father gave him before he left for college. "Oh isn't that great, Don. Sylvia will love it." Joe had said. "I'm not going to talk to her if that's what your implying." Don could never, she was too beautiful, why would she like him? "Oh c'mon, almost all of us have dates, or will be talking to some girl. You'll be all alone." Joe was right, well not completely. "Well, no. Not Bobby. Bobby's all alone, I'll hang with him." "He'll be drunk in 5 minutes and be all over girls, so your wrong."

Sylvia, Joyce and some other girls started walking down to the dance. The girls they walked with were already gone by time they walked in, all fleeing to boys. "I see Joe so I'm going to go see him, you better-" She had cut her off "Talk to don, no. You go have fun with Joe, bye."

Sylvia headed of for a place to sit. She saw a long bench facing everyone dancing. She felt someone sit down a few feet down from her She looked and saw him look at her, she immediately looked away. It was don. She was about to go find Joyce, when she saw her leaving with Joe.

A couple minutes later Bobby went and sat by Don she heard then talking but mainly Bobby. "You know you could dance with someone." He said loudly

Don sat by Bobby urging him to ask the girl he had been eyeing and talking about to dance. When he couldn't get him to do that he went up on stage.

Before Dom knew it he was being pushed on to the piano. Sylvia had gone up to the foot of the stage and stood by some other girls.

Once he was done playing he walked off stage, he was stopped by Bobby at the bottom of the steps. "Nows your chance, I saw her she loved the song and she'll love you to."

Sylvia saw Don walking up to her. She got nervous. He stood next to her and his face flushed with pink, so did hers. "You uh- you wanna, you wanna dance?" He said while his hands were shoved in his pockets. She smiled nervously and nodded "I would love to."

He held his hand out and she put hers in his. He had led them to the dance floor. At first it was kind of awkward, them getting into a good dance position was the worst, they just laughed awkwardly until they got there. She had her arms around his neck and his hands were on her waist.

Joe and Joyce had returned and Joyce went to her other friends asking were Sylvia was all they did was point, she followed there fingers and saw Sylvia smiling up at don, and don looking down at her smiling while saying something.

Joe had made his way over bobby asking where don was. All he saw was Bobby looking somewhere, he followed his gaze to see Don dancing with the girl he had been talking about. He saw him talking, he thought this had to be the most he's ever talked.

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lanalvrr · 13 days

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Lost Letters to a Lover

Part 2

Annie was boarding the train, and she was nervous. Right before she left, she had mailed delivered from John egan. She planned to read it on the train.

She was sitting alone, hoping to meet another nurse at thorpeabbots. She planned on reading the note when the train started, but fell asleep.

When she woke up, she didn't know how long she fell asleep for, but got the note from John out. Write as she found it from her bag the train stopped. She must've never felt it slow down. The woman started standing up and getting off. She quickly closed her bag, picked it up, and grabbed the letter. She didn't have time to put it back in the bag. She wouldn't have time to set the bag down and put it in there. If people weren't already looking at the note, they were now. The envelope had a fawn with bright red flowers at its feet, and the flowers were eye-catching.

John egan was standing with Buck watching all the new nurses walk in a line, checking in. It made him think of annie, hoping she was safe, and got his letter. He loved putting beautiful postage stamps on, hoping she noticed. The recent letter he had written had a fawn with bright red flowers at the bottom, very eye-catching.

Annie was standing in line waiting, and she noticed it was a long line. Around 17 women I front of her, and 3 behind her. She opened the envelope john had sent amd began reading.

Darling,

I hope you're fine with me calling you, darling, for if I ever see you again, I will be calling you that. You gotta help me with some other names. What about my girl, doll, or sugar. Any would suit you.

I hope you made it to your base safely and make some friends. I understand your friends with marge but you'll have to meet some other people.

Your photo was lovely, Marge is great at capturing your beauty.

Yours truly, John

You hadn't realized you were so close to check-in until now. You looked around after folding the note back into the envelope and noticed a tall man looking at you confused.

John was looking at a woman reading a note, seeing the envelope had the same postage stamp he had sent Annie. He looked up at her face, and she was smiling. He was confused. She looked so familiar. That's when it hit him. He aggressively tapped Buck's shoulder and pointed at the woman. "Buck, buck, it's her, it's Annie!" Buck looked to where he was pointing and realizing.

Annie saw the man pointing. He looked so familiar, yet she couldn't put her finger on it.

After Annie checked in, she was greeted with a woman who seemed to have been here for a lot longer than she had. "Hi, I'm Vivienne! I noticed you're looking a little lost, I'm guessing you have no friends here yet. So here I am!" The girl said. Annie just smiled. " I'm Annie, thanks it's nice to know I have a friend already." Annie said, thinking about what John had said.

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lanalvrr · 14 days

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Lost Letters to a lover

Part 1

Annie Hamilton was Marge's best friend. Currently, they were both saying goodbye to Gale Cleven, also known as buck. It was crowded, people all around saying goodbye to their loved ones. Lots of wives sobbing into their husband's chests begging them to stay alive, many girlfriends, and some parents. Annie was looking around as Marge was doing what most other girls were doing, crying. Annie felt bad, but as she looked around, she noticed a man, a very attractive man, standing alone. No one was saying goodbye or hugging him , she was surprised he didn't have a wife with him. She knew no one was there for him because the men were about to leave and everyone had just arrived. She noticed he was looking around as well, and then they happened to lock eyes. Something about the way he looked at her made her cheeks feel hot. He then smiled and winked at her before turning away and getting on the train.

John egan was waiting for buck as he was saying goodbye to his girl, Marge. No one came and said good bye to him. He looked around for buck then locking eyes with a gorgeous woman. She was beautiful. She had brown shoulder length hair, captivating brown eyes, and red lipstick that matched her perfectly. He smiled at the woman and winked. Knowing he would never see her again made him want her. He didn't even know her name. But yet he was in a trance he needed to know who this woman was. He noticed how she was with buck and Marge. Buck had to have known her.

Once all the men were on the train John had asked for all the details on her. Buck was confused he knew that bucky never wrote to anyone so why did he need all this info.

He found out her name was Annie Hamilton. He liked the way her name rolled of his young. He also found out her and Marge were bestfriends, she was going to college to be a am elementary teacher, and she was 23.

Once Annie and Marge got back to the college, Marge was acting weird. "Why are you acting so weird?" Marge laughed and said "oh nothing just something buck had said." Annie was confused " and your laughing about it now?" Marge laughed and went to change for bed.

That night buck was sitting in his cot and began to write

Dear Annie

You may not know me but my name is John Egan. I saw you today, with Marge and Buck. I must say you are very Beautiful, you have a face hard to forget. I barely know you but I am already in love. Buck told me all I needed to know that you were and amazing woman.

If you wish to not write me back just know you will never leave my mind.

-Major John Egan

About a week later Annie received the letter, she immediately knew who sent it and that made her happy. The man at the train station. The one with no one to say good bye to. She was definitely writing back.

Dear Major John Egan,

Your letter was greatly received and I will say it made me wish I could see your face again. I might have to ask Marge about you to see if your an amazing man.

I noticed you had no one to say goodbye to. Know that I am with you John, I will pray you make it back from you missions every time. I would like to get to know you better. For now I'll start, I don't know how much buck had said about me but I'll take a wild guess. I'm 23, I Major in elementary education, I wish to be a teacher, I love kids, some day I wish to have one of my own, and I also wish to help in the war somehow.

Marge says to volunteer as a flight nurse, but I am far to scared to go up in the those planes. Tomorrow I'm going to put my name on the list to be a nurse. I hope it wont interfere with letters I wish to send to you.

With love Annie

Dear Annie,

I hope you like the photo I added in this letter, you said you wished to see my face again. The camera buck took this photo on was horrible, he took when I wasn't looking. I was also only 22 in the photo. As long as you like the photo than I do too. But I hope that means I get a photo in return, for a Goodluck charm. Your beauty will get me through these missions.

Our base is low on nurses but my guess is they will put you on some base far away. You will probably go with a large group of woman also volunteering.

Since you want to know about me, I'm 24, I'm a major, Major John Egan, and I also wish to have a child some day.

- John egan

Dear John Egan

Your photo has captured everything I remember seeing a month ago. With that I hope you like mine. Me and marges highschool class didn't do senior photos, so we did them for college senior year.

By time this letter reaches you I will probably be on a train going to the base where I have been placed. I will most likely be nervous, not knowing anyone. I will still write to you.

With love, Annie

Part 2

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