Dear Max,
Do you know that I've set a Blackwell record? Yes, I, Chloe Elizabeth Price caused so much mayhem in my year and a half of being here that I've set a record of 126 incidents and finally got myself permanently expelled from Blackwell Academy.
I know you'd be upset if you were here, but who cares? I'm never going to use any of the shit I'm learning, so frankly it's useless information. And now when Rachel is in school, I can be out in the town trying to scrounge up some money so we can leave this hick hole in our tire tracks.
It's Halloween time again and it's the first time since you left that I've been excited. Rachel is coming over and we're going to have a movie night extravaganza. I am so fucking stoked to spend Halloween with my best friend, even if we're too old to parade the town like we used to.
I'm so happy to have Rachel, especially since you completely cut me out of my life. Step shit says she's a bad influence on me, but he doesn't understand what we have. She saved me, Max. In ways I can't even describe. She gives me hope for the future, hope I haven't had in years.
I'm still mad, but that would all be fixed if you gave me a call,
Chloe
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FanfictionChloe was lonely when her best friend, Max Caulfield, left for Seattle. She then spent the next five years capturing her life in letters to Max. Slight TW//
