Dear 7 year old me,


That time when you brought your Jack Sparrow poster to class, and Miss Brown told you to keep it away from the other teachers? It wasn't because of his brilliant acting ability- it's because he's fit as fuck. And at Butlins when mum wasn't around, but that benevolent 40 year old man helped you win that prize anyway? He wasn't so nice after all. He thought you were fit as fuck. I have recently learned, that this is common. Anyone fancies anyone, as long as they're breathing. Mum fancies Robbie Williams still. Elliot fancies twelve girls at once- but that isn't a surprise. It's good to know that neither of their relationships have developed as a result. And you- well, thankfully you're not still hung up on Ryan Fry. In a few years, with puberty, you gain choice and possibility. And you should take this freedom with one piece of advice- Stay Alert, Keep your eyes open and Don't go for younger boys.


From Olivia