Dear J.T,

We've been best friends since kindergarden, but lately, we've been strangers to each other. I miss being able to talk to you, you know? It's been like centuries since we last spoke to each other. I can't even remember the last time you gave me a friendly hug.

But, I guess you're just like Manny. You found some new popular friends and decided to ditch your old ones. Let me ask you something, J.T... Was I ever a bad friend to you? I may have teased you and laughed at you, but it was never in a cruel way. You are one of my best friends... or should I say was. You don't even say hello to me in the hallways anymore.

Maybe if you and Manny would acknowledge me and Toby a little more, we wouldn't resort to such desperate measures as I am now... I've killed myself, J.T. And yes, it's entirely my fault for I'm the one who stabbed myself in the chest with the knife, but maybe you could have stopped me.

I know, that after reading this letter, you'll laugh in disgust and crumple it up, throwing all my feelings in the garbage. But at least you've read it.

We've been through a lot of things together. And I'm sorry that we can't go through anymore. Just... J.T.? I've never stopped caring about you as a friend. Maybe I'm just another faded reflection to you, but that's ok. I know that nobody cares about me anymore.

Bye, J.T.

Love,
Emma

Emma mutely put the letter on top of Sean's and wasn't surprised that she wasn't crying. She had no more tears left.

FLASHBACK

" J.T. and Liberttty sittin' in a tree... K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Emma and Manny sang out, grinning at J.T.'s embarassed blush.

" Liberty doesn't like me like that, ok?" he exclaimed, trying to act like the teasing didn't bother him.

Emma rolled her eyes. " Sure," she commented and passed him to get into the classroom, patting his shoulder on the way. He jokingly swatted it off and patted her head.

Manny and Toby smiled at each other, enjoying the Emma and J.T mock fight.

END OF FLASHBACK

She really would miss J.T. He was the only one who could ever make her laugh, really laugh. And yes, she'll admit, she once had a crush on him. In the sixth grade. But it was over, of course.

She saw a red light beeping on her answering machine and curiously stared at it. ' Who would be calling ME?'

She pressed the button and a deep voice started to speak before it was interrupted by loud music blaring down the street. Hurrying to close her window before the message ended, Emma finally shut her window but the message was done and deleted.

Emma shrugged. Oh well. It wasn't probably wasn't even important.

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