Angela

Angela used to be the most popular girl in high school. And way out if your league, or so you thought... She was the head cheerleader who dated football stars. And you were a rebel, a metalhead who always stole the keys to your dad's Harley and didn't care about social status or gossips. However, one Saturday night you ran into her while you were at a party at your friend's house. You ended up talking all night, dancing and getting to know each other. As you walked her home that night, you realized that you fell in love for the first time in your life. Over the next few weeks, you've spent more and more time together and became close friends. Finally, you decided to confess your feelings for her in an anonymous letter. It probably wasn't the best plan you ever came up with. But you were lovestruck. The day after she recieved your letter, you ran into her at the caffeteria. She was surrounded by her friends, as usual. You approached her, wanting to say hi... Only to hear her laughing about the "stupid love letter" that she found in her mailbox, saying it was probably written by "some creep". Her friends were laughing along with her, their comments getting more and more venomous by each moment. You froze. Your heart broke in slow motion. But here's the clever part: You kept your mouth shut. You simply walked by without saying a word. And never spoke to her again. Thank God the letter was anonymous! Some years have passed since that day. You moved on... But you never had much luck with dating. Until one day, you met a girl online. Rachel, a cute brunette. Rachel contacted you first, saying you seemed "interesting", and that she would like to get to know you better. Two weeks later, you are riding your Harley down the main street of your home town, excited to finally meet Rachel. You enter the bar, expecting to see Rachel sitting in the corner booth. Instead... You see Angela.