Dear Sage,
Yeah, so nothing that significant happened today. I had a few tests, more homework, pity looks, punched Val in the face...
Yeah, about that... I may have lied about the "nothing significant happened" part...
We got into another argument, you see, and well Val may or may not have slapped me out of anger and I may or may not of maybe probably definitely slugged Val across the face.
Okay, yeah. I did.
I've just been so pissed off lately.
The entire lunch room went silent in shock until someone started chanting "fight, fight, fight!" which turned into a wave of voices joining in with the cheering. I probably woulda continued if the on site police officer hadn't have pushed through the crowd and quickly separated Val and I.
I'm suspended now. I'm not sure how long.
Sincerely,
Remy
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Teen Fiction··ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ﹐ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ғɪɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ·s ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ·· A story about grief and letting go, "Dear Sage" is an ambiguous tale spun by the many unsent letters from Remy to Sag...
