AN: This Fic is dedicated to Glaciem Pythonissam, who inspired me to write about this pairing, and who's also been an encouraging and helpful fellow fan of these two. :3 Also, I haven't read Big Nate in a while, so forgive me if anyone/thing is OOC, I really did try my best, and I did some research before hand. You should know that I probably won't be updating consistently, but I will when I can. Starts off slow. Sorry the first chapter is kind of short; I wrote it up on my phone. This fic will probably be mostly fluff, although I might throw in a bit of plot twist if I'm feeling up for it.

Also! A note for Phoenixash000! (My bro)This pairing WILL NOT ruin Big Nate for you! This fic is meant to be very amusing, and I'm trying to stick to cannon and have people be in character as much as possible. Thanks for reading Y'all! Please leave reviews! 3

Everyone comes across a weirdo at least once in their life. At least, that's what Jenny speculated. Some just don't leave you alone, she thought, annoyed, as she saw the note being passed across the room out of the corner of her eye. It eventually reached her desk. She could see Nate staring at her hopefully, waiting for her reaction. Sighing, she unfolded the note, skimming it briefly. A frown slowly started forming on her face, her eyes narrowing.

Jenny my lovely,

Your eyes take me to the depths of the bluest oceans.

Your hair sparkles like golden thread, catching my eyes and entangling my soul.

Your mind works like clockwork, analyzing all.

Your lips— Jenny stopped reading there. Creep, she thought silently. What an annoying bugger.

She shot him one of her ice cold glares, the kind that could make anyone tremble where they sat. Nate winced at that, and Teddy, who sat next to him, whispered something in his ear, which caused the messy haired boy to steam with sudden rage.

"NATE!" Screeched the loud, horribly familiar voice of Mrs Godfrey suddenly. All heads jerked to attention, Nate's included. You could practically see the sweat rolling down his forehead as he stilled in his chair. He swallowed nervously.

Jenny noticed that Francis, who sat next to her, was secretly noting everything that happened out of the corner of his eye. Jenny thought she saw a small smirk come across his features as his friend was called out. However, soon after, Francis's eyes were once more strictly trained on his notes, pencil scribbling furiously.

Jenny wrinkled her nose as she caught a whiff of garlic breath with Mrs Godfrey's storming past her desk.

"Nate, First and foremost, we do not pass notes during class. Secondly," and now she glared at Teddy, who had gone slightly stiff under her gaze. "We do not Talk during lessons, especially if it will aggravate others, causing a distraction. Are we clear boys?"

Both students gave numerous nods in return, until Mrs Godfrey turned away from them, Gaze settling onto Jenny instead.

"Jenny dear, would you mind reading to the class the contents of your received message?" She asked in her falsely sweet, ultimately Evil voice. "Since according to Nate here, that little note seems to be more important than our lesson on early Eukaryotic life."

If smoke could come out people's ears, Jenny was pretty sure her kettle was about to blow. Her face felt like a tomato. Yes, a tomato. Because if Mrs Godfrey went any further with this, she was surely going to burst like one and end up puking her guts out. This was utterly disgusting.

When she looked back at her desk, however, the note had mysteriously vanished. A warm feeling of relief washed over her. She honestly couldn't care less about what had happened to the stupid love letter, she was just glad that it was out of her sight. Jenny looked up at Mrs Godfrey, pulling on an innocent face that seemed to fool everyone. Sure, all the boys in school knew that she could kick ass when she wanted to, (Nate in particular) but she could fool any teacher into thinking she was an angel. "Sorry, what? I don't have a note." Mrs Godfrey frowned at that, but she didn't say anything afterwards, because she knew, like all the teachers in school did; Jennifer Ann Jenkins always told the truth. No matter what.

What Jenny didn't notice, however, was Randy sitting behind her, seemingly deep into his notes, which, if anyone cared to look, was highly uncharacteristic behavior of Randy. This was partially due to the fact that, he really wasn't even looking at his notes at all. This was also partially due to the fact that Randy was reading over Nate's Letter to Jenny, and contemplating what he could do with this prize information.