Dear Paige,
It's strange writing this letter to you. Kind of akward, actually. I know you never considered me as a friend, and I never considered you as a friend, but you did have some sort of place in my life.
I used to think that you were this pom-pom pumping robot who only cared about makeup and clothes, and if Johnny Depp was still as hot as ever. But I was so wrong. You're so much more than that. Underneath that whole " I've gotta be cool to fit in" cover, you're actually such a loyal, strong, caring person. Who else could have overcome rape like you not to mention you totally kicked Dean's butt? Who else would have had the courage to end such a safe relationship that you had with Spinner, because he had done you wrong? Who else took the time to defend Terri, even when she wasn't listening? You, Paige. You.
I am glad that I got to know you during the protest incident. You made me feel liked again. Like, maybe, just maybe, not everyone hated me. I wish I had just stayed away from Rick. I wish I had never even spoke to him. Maybe Jimmy wouldn't be in a wheelchair, maybe Sean would still be here, maybe I wouldn't kill myself.
But it's too late now. Too late to go back. The past is done, and the future is just arriving.
At my funeral, please tell Jimmy, Marco, Hazel, Ashley, Terri, everybody... tell them that no matter how small it was, they had some influence in my life.
Bye Paige.
Love,
Emma
Emma sealed the letter up and realized she was done.
She was done.
She hesitated, not knowing what to do next. Should she just kill herself now? Should she wait until tommorow? At school? At home?
She wanted to see people's reactions. So, with an odd smile, she decided to distribute every letter to their house and see their reaction.
And then she'd die.
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