❝My parents warned me about the drugs on the street but never about the one with the electric blue eyes and heartbeat.❞
Nothing could compare to the luxurious lives five teenagers lived in Covington Prep. Scandals, parties, paparazzi were embedded i...
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45 | epilogue
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It feels really weird writing this, if you must know. You're probably thinking, "Grey a letter?" I know, I know. I mean in this modern fucked up world, I can just send a text right?
Honestly this wasn't my idea. It was my dad's. Yes that old fashioned retard forced me to write a letter to you. My relationship with him is improving and I almost feel like I'm ten years old again, with him taking me out to every damn restaurant. I think he finally realized that he doesn't have to work really hard considering he's already built a million dollar fortune. So he's taking less time at work to hang out with me.
Dude I forgot, how is France? I can't believe your dad made you go to a school in France for senior year. Long distance sucks, but at least I can always come see you using my dad's jet. I've always loved flying commercial but private is okay too. I'd do anything for you I guess. And I know our relationship as well was pulled apart a bit, with you being occupied with that stupid bitch Alessandra and all the drama from last year.
You were immediately transferred to France after the sentence and well I didn't exactly get to say goodbye.
So my stupid ass self is writing this stupid letter.
To update you on what you missed these past two months is that, well Alex got early acceptance into UCLA. I don't know how considering we still haven't started senior year but he did it. I get the weird feeling that bitch Alessandra is a gold digger but eh, Alex dug his own grave. He's going to Bishop Prep with me and Seth now.
