Dear God,
Cody came back again today but he couldn't look me in the eye.
It was awkward and we didn't talk much.
I never really noticed how cute he was.
I was always a sucker for blondes.
I couldn't stop looking at his lips and thinking about how he kissed me.
When he was leaving, I called him back.
When he neared my bedside, I grabbed him and kissed him.
I kissed him, God.
I don't know why, but it was nice.
Love,
Peyton
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Letters from Peyton
Teen FictionPeyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.
