Dear Emily,
He showed up at my door at 8:01 am. Stephen showed up at my door at 8:01 to do our freaking art project, after I told him not to come too early in the morning. But no, 8:01 isn't too early. I was just chilling in my pajamas because I wanted to, not because I was still asleep when my mom came to tell me he was there. And you know what he said?
"You told me not to come too early, and I figured 8:00 was too early, so I decided 8:01 would be a minute after too early, and that would be fine." He's a sarcastic little twig, that's what he is.
And now I'm currently hiding in the bathroom because we've been working for three hours straight, and all we have is a soppy mess of glue and newspaper. Actually, I need to go. He just shouted that he spilled pink paint in the kitchen. I think I know why no one picked him as a partner.
- Delilah.
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Dear Emily
Teen Fiction"I've been staring at the wall for the past hour. And you're six feet under the ground. So I guess things didn't work out for either of us. - Delilah." soundtrack: http://8tracks.com/bonjouritsali/dear-emily-soundtrack // let her go; passenger // br...
