Friday, May 23rd, 2015
4:20 PM me: jared what the actual fuck
4:21 PM jared: Well, do you like it?
4:21 PM me: this isn't about if i like it or not
4:21 PM me: like what the actual fuck
4:23 PM jared: I can't stand swear words. Please stop.
4:23 PM me: I HAVE A RIGHT TO
4:23 PM me: HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW WHERE I LIVE
4:24 PM me: and leaving me a copy of the holden book is hella creepy
4:25 PM me: i thought holden caulfield came to haunt me or something
4:25 PM jared: I thought you'd like it and appreciate it. Did you open the book yet?
4:26 PM me: but i already have a copy i don't need to read it again
4:26 PM me: this just shows how you're a creepy ass stalker
4:26 PM me: i just can't right now omg
4:30 PM jared: Well I was going to tell you there's more to the book, but it looks like you don't seem to appreciate what I'm doing, and you also seem to be intolerant to what I'm trying to say to you.
4:31 PM jared: Goodnight Lia.
4:32 PM me: what just happened
That night her mom comes home and finds a box of Purdy's chocolates on the doorstep addressed to her sick daughter.
a/n: lia is dumb
yay story is building up and there's still way more to it. i'm sorry guys i completely forgot to publish this! but at least it's up now.
gooooo read the boyfriend relay and beethoven if you have time (but do your homework first)
YOU ARE READING
I'm Sick
HumorCatching the chickenpox sucks. It also sucks when the class nerd is blowing your phone up with texts like an amateur. The story is told through exchanges of texts, emails and handwritten letters. [updates will be every couple of days] jared: So...
