SCHOOL'S OUT– FOREVER

Dear "Red-Haired Wonder",

Get your tonsils out of the rink, 'kay?

You know what, I learned that I don't like you kissing my cru–brother, and I don't think I like girls like you.

As in desperate, half-naked wannabes.

So, keep your tongue either in your mouth, or stuck to a pole.

F-Nick's Sister


SAVING THE WORLD AND OTHER EXTREME SPORTS

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

That is the sound of a clock ticking, not me whispering Fang to myself.

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

I can't believe you're... gone.

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

I need to get over you.

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

I just can't.

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

Help me!

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

Why can't I forget you?

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

No, that's impossible.

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

But I know it's true.

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

It's because I...

Fang.

Fang.

Fang.

Love you.


THE FINAL WARNING

Brigid,

I met a girl like you once.

Desperate. God, Fang's fourteen.

How old are you, 50?

Lay off him, cougar.

Pounce on pray your own age!

Gosh, what a flirt you are!

Max


FANG

Dear Fang,

I miss you. Why did you leave?

It could be me putting us in potential danger.

Don't you know that?

Don't you know I love you?

Does it even matter to you?

No. I bet it doesn't. I bet you love someone else now, huh?

I just want you to know, Dylan will never replace you like Max || was supposed to replace me.

Never.

Max


ANGEL

Dear JOURNAL (not diary),

I am an idiot.

I let him fly away again.

I'm letting Dylan get closer to me.

I hate it.

I want him to buzz off.

Why did Fang replace with Maya? Didn't he replace me?

I can't forget him.

Maybe I should... No. That's too... extreme. Too juvenile.

But, I can at least write about it, can't I?

Maybe I can hook Dylan up with Maya somehow, and regain enough composure to somehow win Fang over.

But that's ridiculous, isn't it?

Max