February 10
Ever since I received the poem I haven't gotten any new notes. My friends and I believe that whoever was messing with me has given up. We have a pretty solid theory I guess.
During the week I met this sweet girl named Apple Pie. I asked if she had a nickname to call her and she said mist just call her Apple. So to annoy her I've been calling her Pomme. Which is French for Apple.
It's really entertaining to watch her face go really red, almost like a tomato. *wink*
I've kinda been distancing my self from my friends and I don't really understand why. Nothing is wrong.
I've got homework to do. Write in you later book.
-Tomato
YOU ARE READING
The Life of a Tomato
RandomHi my name is Tomato Tomato. You pronounce it To-may-to To-ma-to. So yah. Me and my mom moved across the country and this is a story of me fitting in at a new high school.
