Chapter 3:
Dear Max,
I know you probably want to kill me. So that's why I wrote this in a letter. It's just you know. I didn't mean to read it. I mean yeah I meant to read it. I just didn't mean to read it. I just can't. It's just. I didn't mean to. It's like I just found it. It wasn't intentional. It was an accident in a way. I just have feelings for you that I can't tell you in person. So that's why I'm putting this in your locker.
Love,
Fang
(Fang stuck this letter in Max's locker)
"I wonder what they were writing." said Nudge.
"I really want to know what the heck they're writing. I'm so hungry. I wish I could get a snickers bar. I mean it's just neither Fang or Max is at the hideout. I rather just go back home, and eat dinner with my parents." replied Gazzy.
"I know right. I mean their usual the first ones here." said Angel.
Dear Fang,
I know you read my diary. I'm really not happy about it either. So will you please come over my house tonight? So…you know we can talk this over. I mean in person, I just couldn't tell you this to your face. So that's why I'm sticking this in your mailbox. I could just stick it in your locker, but then the gang would have wondered what I was doing. You know since they were all staring at me when I wrote this. I knew they would ask what I was putting a note in your locker. You know without them reading it.
Love,
Max