Brenda ate pizza with Giovanni and then took out the envelope she didn't get to read earlier during school.

It read:

Instead of thinking of numbers in math class, I think about your eyes and your smile and just you. It's ok though, because I would much rather think of you. Each day I think of you. Even my favorite songs turn into songs about you. Your my everything. P.s. I might be failing math because of you, but it's okay. Love comes with a cost huh.

-yours truly

Brenda showed the envelope to Giovanni.

"Another one?" he asked.

It was another one, a wonderful other one.