The Letters [Jaime Preciado] [Book 1]

January 19th - Jaime

January 19th, 2011.

Dear Lils,

No, no! I was just confirming. It would be really awkward if I went around saying you were my best friend and… you weren’t. Y’know? I don’t wanna make a bigger fool out of myself than I already do!

Ooh, Linkin Park and Three Days Grace are good bands as well. Don’t worry, Lils; your secret is safe with me. I promise. Pinky promise. Even though that is a bit creepy.

Darling, you’re nowhere near ugly. You’re beautiful, inside and out. Your eyes, your skin, your body, your hair, everything; you’re gorgeous. Don’t ever let anyone ever tell you different, you hear me? If they do, just let me know, and I’ll hunt them down, stab them repeatedly with a spoon and piss on their toes. <3

Your damn picture of me is in the envelope. You’re welcome.

Alright; I’ll hold you to that. If I don’t get any by Warped, I’ll send you fifty dollars for you to buy some and send it. Keep the change (if you get the money in the first place). I just really want some booze. I’ll have to hide it from Mike, though. Fuck.

Tony got all upset. Aw. You killed Turtle’s happiness. Mike says the smell you smell from the paper is me. I kicked him in the balls.

Me too. Shh, don’t tell him.

Love, your BFF,

Jamie, I guess. -.-