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There's a letter in Ricky Bowen's locker. It's sealed in a white envelope, his name scribbled onto it and a small smiley face sticker on the corner of the flap. It's not a long letter, only half a page - maybe one page long but it's the contents that matter.
A love letter, for Ricky. From someone who doesn't like leaving things unsaid.
Dear Ricky,
There are things better left unsaid but this is something I want to say. It's been eating at me since the day you asked me to take over for act two. It's a constant weight in my heart like a warm blanket and yet there's still fear because… well, there's always fear Ricky. I don't know what you'll do when you find this letter in your locker. I don't know if you'll even read it. I don't blame you if you hate me - trust me, I hate me right now too.
Ricky I'm bisexual. That's not the secret, everyone's known that since the seventh grade. Part of being bisexual is just… a constant feeling of wrongness? That's the best way to describe it. Like being bisexual is a bad thing or the wrong sexuality and - this is a different rant.
Out of the girlfriends - and some boyfriends - they always found a way to invalidate me. Or they would say something like "so you've turned straight to date the girl right?" which is just… so not the case. I'm going off topic but yeah… being bisexual means I can be attracted to boys and girls and in cas you didn't notice… you're kind of a boy.
A really really really cute boy who should be illegal because you're so fucking adorable. I can't stop thinking about you. I don't know if you're straight or gay - hell maybe you're bi too but Ricky I… I love you. I think? Love has always been a tricky topic for me so I'm not sure if I trust myself saying that. I trust you though, a stupid amount probably but I trust you.
That's the secret, that I Like like you. I don't really know what's going to happen next. I'm terrified you're gonna hate me or you're not even gonna read this but I Like like you Ricky… a lot.
I know you just broke up with Nini, and she's gone to Denver but… just know that okay Ricky? You aren't alone - I'll be there for you, if you let me.
There's no rush to get back to me by the way. Even if you just want to be friends I'd be okay with that.
~ Edward James Caswell