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
