Hey Jim,

Sebastion here.

My mum figured out I have a crush on you. She wasn't mad; she told me to write in this the things I wish I could say to you.

Monday-

You've nice eyes. Really, you do.

Tuesday-

You let me borrow your Biology book, which, was nice of you, I just hope you didn't notice how many times I dropped it while I was trying to make eye contact with you in order to say thank you.

Wedensday-

Your parents were fighting again, I could tell. I wish I could have comforted you. Your girlfriend's a lucky gal.

Thursday-

You talked to me for almost all of Biology. You know so much about poisons, it's almost scary.

Friday-

Thank you. That guy was being an asshole and you stood up for me. Thank you so much. I am gay, but it's no reason to call me out on it on front of the entire damn school.

Saturday-

Dad found this. I'm not being a stalker, in fact, I'm never going to give this to you. This is sort of like a diary. Don't girls write down things about their crushes in their diaries? That isn't what makes me gay, dad. Not at all.

Sunday-

Church was fun. Of course, Jim, I am joking.

Monday-

Carl laughed at me again. Then, he laughed at you for defending me.

Tuesday-

Make it stop. Make them stop.

Wednesday-

My mother left.

Thursday-

You weren't at school. Carl beat me up again.

Friday-

The headmaster says, "Mr. Powers is a fine young man. You must have provoked him."

Saturday-

Liking you seems to be hopeless. You'll never notice me that way.

Sunday-

My dad came home late, absolutely hammered.

Monday-

You noticed the bruises didn't you? Y'know, you're kinda cute why you're angry.

Tuesday-

I hate them Jim, I hate them all.

Wedensday-

I'm just about done with my life. Dad got drunk again and Carl and his gang still won't leave me alone about the being gay thing.

Thursday-

Dear Jim,

Please will you fix it so Carl never laughs at me again? Please will you fix it so my mum won't miss me when I'm gone? Please Jim, don't forget me. You've been such a good friend. I wish you could have been more.

I love you Jim Moriarty.

Never forget that.

"Jim Moriarty to the headmaster's office please."

"You're a bright student Jim, best in your year. Don't worry, you're not in trouble."

"What's going on? Have you heard from Sebastion? He hasn't been at school..."

"Yes, we've heard from him, well, we've heard from the police."

"What? Is he in some sort of trouble?"

"Sebastion..."

"Tell me."

"Jim it's..."

"TELL ME."

"Sebastion killed himself, last Thursday night. He left this. The police haven't found anything in it but you might."

"It's just a notebook."

"You're mentioned quite a lot. Look, just take it and the rest of the week off. I know this must be hard. He was a very close friend of yours, wasn't he Jim?"

"No one ever got to me quite like he did."

Moriarty took that notebook home with him and absorbed every word.

Carl laughed at him and his friend.

So, he'd stop him laughing.