September 13
Dear Calum,
I've noticed you're always around the same people. It's not that I watch you exactly. It's just that everything you do and say seems so vital to everyone that I can't help but let my gaze wander towards you in class.
That boy with the dyed hair seems to be your bestfriend. You two always seem to be doing something; yelling, laughing, getting into trouble. Whether you're in the halls, the cafeteria, or of course the office. I see you with seniors too though, especially the popular ones like Ashton and that Hemmings' kids older brother.
I've learned a lot in the few short weeks I've been around you, your favourite colour is blue even though you'd much rather wear gray and black for the rest of your life. You seem to hate any subject that requires effort, even though you're beyond intelligent. You are in love with soccer but you'd give it up in a heartbeat if it meant you were able to perform in front of a crowd.
You sit beside me in every subject and It would be great to say we've developed a sort of friendship. But that would be a complete and utter lie. If anything you seem to hate me. You only talk to me when it's to make a joke at my expense or to discourage me.
I know it's a common thing but it's like your jokes to me are designed to hold an extra cruelness. The other day I was so sick of it I started to fight back. You seemed to enjoy that.
As I mentioned before. It's not that we're friends, we've just developed a relationship where the only times we talk consist of being rude to eachother.
Honestly, I'm beginning to feel as if I shouldn't really want to be friends with you. Everyone knows about your past, and everything you've went through. I just thought that since you'd showed up more in the past few weeks than you did all last year that you were starting to change. But I guess it's gonna take more than a few weeks of school to keep you out of trouble.
I don't know why I bother writing these letters to you. Not like I'd ever let you read them.
Bored AF, with a mind of scrambled thoughts, ~Hudson :)
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And there you go. Chapter 2 up only minutes after the first. I'm on a roll tonight. Who needs to do homework tbh!
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