A/N: This is story is set during their second year of college, Beck finds the letter and decided to write the stranger back. It's pretty simple, I had this idea while watching 'Sex and The City - The Movie', and decided to make yet another Bori story! I hope you guys give this a try, enjoy.

"January, 22

Hi stranger, yes, this is for you. No, I didn't write to another person whose name just happened to be stranger, this is for you.

Hi!

Now, I'm not going to tell you who I am, and in the case of mention someone from my life I will probably change his or hers name, because I really don't want you to know who I am, not yet anyways. You see, I came up with this idea when I was watching 'Sex and the City - The Movie.' Yes, I know it's a terrible movie, no need to give me shit for it (At least it wasn't the sequel, right?).

There's a scene where Carrie talks about the past, and love letters. And it got me thinking about how it must have been, the wait one would have to do, to find out if their families were okay, or if their lover was still fighting in war or coming home. The things they must have felt when finding that one letter on that mail box... I can't even imagine, everything was bigger and more dramatic, almost movie-like. And today we have nothing like that, you can say we have basically the opposite. It takes only a few seconds to add someone of Facebook, and that's it. You can contact them anywhere, anytime. Don't take me for one of those people who doesn't appreciate technology, and the century in which we live in. I do, and the easy access we have to communicate with each other it's great, but it's gets tiring sometimes, you know?

Now that you just read that entire paragraph of me, ranting about how a small part of me wished to live back in a couple of centuries ago, and it's not falling asleep or wondering if you could use this letters as a gum wrapper, I can tell that I already like you.

But let's get back to the point, this idea and why you reading this letter. It's to add up something to mine, and hopefully your life too. My email address is going to be on the bottom this paper, and I know an email isn't as exciting as letter, and if you actually decide to answer me, it probably won't be a long waiting like (at least I hope not!). But just the fact that we don't know each other, and everything is new and we won't actually see each other. That's something I'm looking forward too, and I hope so are you.

anonymous793 . ladaf . com"

Beck folded the letter, and shove it in is pocket, getting up from the wooden bench and heading back to his room. It had been an average week for Beck Oliver. He had woken up hungover on Monday, and missed his first period. Then at Tuesday night his roommate, Moose, decided to throw a The Scissoring marathon, with a new drinking game the two of them had invented, drink every time someone gets stabbed with a scissor. So he woke up hungover on Wednesday, but forced himself to go to class.

On Thursday he only had a couple of classes that he planned on dropping out. He stayed inside, ate some ramen and began, and finished, his film project due the next morning. And now, after he had just turned in what was possibly the worst short film ever made in the history of the Los Angeles Dramatic Arts and Film College, he walked back to his dorm room, thinking about his plans for the weekend. Later that day he would go to a party with Moose, be his wing man, and try to pick up a girl himself. On Saturday he would go another party with Moose, and do the same. And on Sunday he would go to his friends apartment and play some sort of card game involving either booze or nudity, or both. Like he thought before, just another average weekend for Beck Oliver.

That was until he saw a taped letter on wooden bench, addressed to 'A Stranger.'

Now he couldn't wait to get to his dorm, and look for that email address, with a feeling that something good, or at least different than what he had been doing for his past two years of college was about to happen. He walked on the halls and stopped in front of the door to his room, that had a sock on the doorknob. He rolled his eyes, he wasn't in the mood to stay outside all day, while Moose had a private party with some random girl he picked up five minutes earlier.

He banged on the door a couple of times, and heard a lot of giggling, then running around around, and finally the door opened. A tall girl with dark hair up to her waste, and obviously fake tan winked at Beck, as she ran out the hallway. Beck nodded his head, and went inside, sitting down in his bed and grabbing his Laptop. "Sup dude" He said, as Moose walked around, looking for his pants.

"That bitch stole my wallet!" He yelled, sitting down in his bed with a disappointed look. "I gotta get myself some Canadian girls again." He got up again and headed for the bathroom, to take a shower.

Beck opened his email, and took out the letter from his pocket. He knew the person who wrote it was a girl, since they 'i's' had hearts as dots, and she was watching Sex and the City - The Movie, a film that literally only girls can stand. So at least he wold know he wan't talking to a complete nerd from the engineers department. Beck took a deep breath, and began to write back.

Tori sat down in her bed, arguing with her roommate about what they should do that night. "C'mon let's go to the Kappa Tau's party, they're throwing an everything pink party, you know I love everything pink!" Cat said, and Tori sighed, thinking that Cat already added enough pink to their dorm room, there was no need for even more.

"You can go with Andre and Jade" Tori said, picking up a red bandage dress from the floor, and putting it on. "I want to go to Danny's Sinjin Van Cliff's party, he's a weird dude but he always has the best drinks."

"He scares me! And I can't go with Jade and Andre, I don't wanna be a third wheel." Tori rolled her eyes, and looked for the heels she wanted to wear, finding only the right shoe. "Here, it's under my bed." Cat said, handing the left one. "Please Tori!"

She looked at her roommate, already dressed in an all pink dress and pink shoes, chewing some bibble gum by the door. She was about to give in, thinking it wasn't worth the fight, going to the party she wanted just to have Cat follow her around, asking to go to the pink party, but she heard a notification sound coming from her Laptop. her heart began to race, Tori had been waiting for someone to answer the anonymous letter she had left on that stool for hours, and now she was just plain nervous.

She clicked on it, ignoring her roommate's attempt of getting her out of them room, like running around and singing her words.

From: Anonymous2948

To: Anonymous793

"Hey,

I found you letter today, near the arts building and thought your idea was pretty amazing..."

Tori read the letter until the end, and forgetting all about the parties she planned on going to, she started to write the anonymous person back, thinking her idea might have just started something great.

From: Anonymous2948

To: Anonymous793

"January 26,

How was weekend? I actually stopped by the Pink Party around four AM, since my friend, Aragorn, specifically likes to pick up girls that are in a sorority. I don't get it, but it's my job as a wing man to go. There party was fine, there was a lot of... Well, pink. I looked around for ya there, and it took me a few to realize that we don't actually know each other personally. I just know that I'm hungover as hell, because since all of the Greek row girls are crazy, I just drank myself to bed.

It's 19:14 right now, and you're probably in a class or doing whatever, but if you aren't, tune in on channel 9. I can't even believe that I'm watching this, and that's all on you."

Beck pressed send and rested his back on the wall, as Carry Bradshaw, Sex and the City's very own main character, talked about love letters on the screen. "Oh dude, don't tell me you're actually watching that!" Moose said, taking off his Hockey Jersey, and sitting down in his bed. But Beck ignored his judgmental comment and kept looking at the screen. "And I can't believe you decided to call me Aragorn on those stupid emails that you've been sending to that person! Why couldn't it be Legolas? Or at least something cooler like Mick Jagger?"

"We agreed on not using real names, and I figured if I chose a movie to name all my friends after it would be easier for me to remember them." Moose rolled his eyes and opened a beer.

"And you had to choose Lord of the Rings?" He finished the can in one sip, crushed it, and threw it on the corner of the room.

Beck refreshed his email page, and saw that he had already gotten an answer for her, and his whole day got a lot better. They had sent each other no more than three letters each, the one Beck had sent to her a couple of minutes before being the fourth. But he thought her idea was plain gold, they hit it off right away. He told her about his plans for the weekend, with a couple of jokes here and there and she just loved it. And he liked the way she could ramble on for two paragraphs about absolutely nothing, and make it seem like a big deal.

To: Anonymous2948

From: Anonymous793

"January 26,

I can't believe you're watching that movie for me! Haha, you shouldn't have to put yourself through all that suffering, but I am glad that you thought about me when seeing that it was on. You have to thank the series and the two movies (Yes, even the sequel!), for being responsible for what we have going here. I wished I was at my dorm watching that right now, but my roommate Luna wants me to go on a double date with her, with some guy she met at Sinjin's Van Cleef's party. We decided to have some drinks there first and then go to the pink party, but she met this boy and you know the drill. So you couldn't have seen me anyways, and if you did, you just had to look for the girl who looked like she would rather be somewhere else. My night pretty much ended like yours.

I have to go now, unfortunately, I would much rather be talking to you than going on this date. The guy my friend is seeing, Neville, his major is Polymer Science, I mean who studies that? He lives in the honors engineering hall, and I bet the friend his bringing for me is just like that. I don't like the Science guys, they always treat me like I'm stupid just because I major in Dramatic Arts. Like, you're not superior just because you can do a math equation!

Well I'll talk to you later I guess, wish me luck!"

Tori shut down her notebook, grabbed her phone and her purse, and followed Cat outside with a shyly smile she could never shake off her face after talking to Anonymous2948. So far she was getting the exact result she wanted to. Every time she got an email from him, and she was pretty sure she was talking to a him, she got a giddy. Even her friends could notice it, though they were more busy telling her to stop exchanging emails with the guy, because they are sure that he is a fifty year old creep. "Tori! Robbie is waiting outside!" Cat said in her high pitch voice, walking around their room checking her make up in every single mirror, and twirling her fingers around her red velvet colored hair.

"Calm down Cat, it's Robbie, he'd probably wait for you out there forever." Cat bit her bottom lip with a smile. "Okay, I'm ready!" They both walked outside, and Robbie greeted Cat with a purple giraffe.

"I bought this for you." He said, and Cat squeaked with happiness, holding the giraffe tight against her body, and giving Robbie a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey Cutie" Tori looked up and saw a pale guy with a freakishly large head, with waste long dreads. 'What the fuck did Cat put me in to...' She thought. "I'm Rex, get ready to be sweep off your feet."

"I don't think so." Tori said, with a yellow smile on her face, as they walked outside of the building. She glanced over at Cat, who was walking hand in hand with Robbie, as they chatted about something Tori probably wasn't interested in. But she would rather look at them than at the other side, where Rex kept a freakishly big smile on his face. Tori took out her phone from her purse, and opened her email hoping that he had already answered back. A smile spread across her face.

"If you're smiling like that over a cellphone," Rex begin, and Tori took a deep breath not to lose her temper. "You will have to buy a new jaw after tonight, because I'm gonna make you smile like the joker." Both Cat and Robbie looked over at Rex, and Tori took a step away from him, somewhat scared.

From: Anonymous2948

To: Anonymous793

"January 26,

Good luck on your double date I guess, I don't know anyone from the engineering department, not my thing. I do know that they play a lot of games, and weirdly enough have some of the wildest parties on campus. It's probably because they are the richest, ya know, science stuff can get you rich! Like that guy, I don't know if you've heard of him, Bill Gates? Hahaha are those kinds of questions that they ask you? Because my experience with people who think they are smarter than me, usually ends the same way, I sing a song in my head while they try to make a point.

And your major is dramatic arts? I think that could break the rule you made up of not giving away who you are (ya know, if I also happened to be that major), but that's pretty cool. I'm a film and television major, maybe I will direct something of yours in the future. Though you will have to give me time to do so, because I tried making a short film in a day, and it was terrible.

And may I just say how I appreciate that you are using Harry Potter names to identify your friends, it makes talking to you even greater."

Tori pressed reply as they walked in the restaurant.

From: Anonymous793

To: Anonymous2948

"January 26,

Of course I had to call my friends by Harry Potter names after you called yours Aragorn and Frodo! Lord of the Rings references are always welcome by the way..."