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Three Years After Camp
11/4/06
Dear Felicity,
I know you probably don’t want to hear from me anymore. That’s the best reason I can imagine that you haven’t written back to a single letter that I’ve written in three years. I’ve thought of plenty of reasons, but that is the best one. Maybe you realized that what we had at camp couldn’t handle the distance, or maybe you looked me up as soon as you got home and thought that I’m some stuck up rich kid, or maybe you just didn’t like me as much as you thought you did. I get it… I’ve been told plenty of times that I’m a disappointment. I’d hate to think that I disappointed you in some way the way I’ve disappointed everyone else… Anyway, I’m writing again. One last time. Because maybe all of that isn’t true and you’ve just been busy? Being the smartest woman alive and getting ready to conquer the tech world. I still can’t believe you predicted how far tech would come, I can only imagine what your predictions would be for 2010… But if that is the reason you haven’t written back, because you just haven’t had the time… I totally get it. I have a lot going on here too. You’d be happy to know that Stanford gave me a last chance. I really think Harvard and Yale just weren’t my speed ya know? The East Coast is just too cold, and the people there are all...
not you
mean. I’ve been doing better in Stanford. I'm actually eligible to graduate next semester. I’ll show them and make my parents proud. I’ll make you proud. I know you’d want me to succeed. You’d probably say, “don’t be so dumb, Oliver. You’re smarter than this. You’re just acting dumb.” And you’d be right. You’d also never let me get as far as getting kicked out of both Harvard and Yale. But you’d be happy to know since I’ve been enrolled in Stanford I’ve been getting straight A’s. My parents are shocked, but between you and me, I think they’re just waiting for me to fail again. And let me tell you, these women are CRAZY. I know I told you I’ve gone out with a couple to please my mom. She HOUNDS me! Saying how every man needs a smart and successful woman by his side to push him to be better. If only she knew that that’s what you did for me. How I never even would’ve gone to college straight after that summer if you hadn’t pushed me. You brought out the best in me and we only had two months. Which sounds crazy. Anyone else would say it’s crazy I know, but sometimes I lie in bed at night after a horrible day or a forced date and just think about your smile, your laugh and how you’d lightly run your hand up my arm when we’d lay in a tent talking until we had to go back to our cabins. God… I miss you. I looked you up, but you don’t even have a Myspace. There isn’t a trace of you on the internet. This is my last chance at finding you, at reaching you… otherwise I think I’ll have to start moving on like everyone has been trying to force me to. Because I need to grow up and prove that I’m more than just some rich kid whose partying is funded by his parents. I’d like to grow with you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted but as long as you’re not here I need to live and I need to be happy like I hope you’ve been. I love you Felicity Smoak. Always.
Always yours,
Oliver J. Queen
“Hey buddy, are you ready to celebrate a Dean’s List semester?! You secret genius. Who knew you had it in you? Officially one semester away from graduating,” Tommy says entering his room with a bottle of champagne in his hand.
Oliver turns around with an envelope in hand and nods saying, “Sure, I’ll just ask my mom to mail this out and then we can go meet John and Lyla at the restaurant.”
Tommy looks at the envelope in his hand, but knows better than to ask. Instead he gives him a sad smile and a pat on the back as they make their way out.
8/10/07
Dear Oliver,
I know I said in my last letter that you wouldn’t hear from me again, but the news about your father's accident has been all over the news lately. And I can’t not say something, even if you don’t want anything to do with me. I still cared about you, I loved you. I still do. And the thought of you hurt… Oliver I’m so sorry. Despite all your differences I know how much you loved your father. I know you wanted to make him proud. I’m sure you made him so proud. I know you’ve made me proud. I know this is probably strange, but I’ve been keeping up with you. Well it’s not too weird. You aren’t even private on Myspace… and well, you know me I hate mysteries. That’s how I figured you probably just moved on from me. Especially after they wrote that story about your date with Helena the Summer after we met… but that doesn’t matter now. I’m sure we’ve both grown a lot, and who says summer love is meant to last right? But I’m so proud, you graduated! I always knew you could. I’m sure your parents were so proud. Anyway, my reason for writing to you is to tell you I’ll be moving to Starling. Ray Palmer and his father are absolutely crazy and want me to head the Applied Science division at Palmer Tech while Ray shadows the VP to take over within the next five years, I know you know what that’s like. So yeah, I have a job and I know it’s a big city so we’ll probably never even see each other but I just wanted you to know if you ever need a friend, that can be me. Like I said, I’ll always care for you and I just want you to be happy. That’s all I ever wanted. I know my last letter might not have come off that way, but I was hurt. I’m older now and I know things aren’t always so black and white. At the end of the day you’ll always have a special place in my heart Oliver Queen, I will always love you.
You were my first everything after all
. Okay… I think I should end the letter now. Or the ramble. Whatever you want to call it. I hope to hear from you soon, I have a phone now so you can also call me or text me or whatever. Or not. I understand how hard this time must be for you. I’m here if you ever need anything.
Love Always,
Felicity M. Smoak
Felicity took a deep breath, writing the address on the final envelope she’d ever mail to Oliver Queen and put it in her purse. Standing up from the floor she took one final look at her empty apartment and said a final goodbye before turning off the lights and heading out the door.