dear malia,
parker told me about his crush on kayla. i squealed.
"just don't tell her yet," he said to me. "okay?"
"okay," i said. "i promise."
parker smiled.
kayla came and sat down beside us. "hello," she said, flashing her signature smile. her dimples showed. that was a feature about her that i was always jealous of.
you weren't in science today, but i saw you in the hallways at lunch.
did you skip? you do that sometimes. but you didn't use to. when austin came into the picture, you started to become like him - careless and reckless. you started partying more and hanging out with the popular kids. if you're happy, then i'm happy but this just doesn't seem like you anymore. you've changed. not for the better. austin is changing you.
i think i miss the old you - the smart, sweet, caring malia.
but i still like you. i'm not just going to stop liking you because of this. i couldn't.
i'll always like you. no matter what, malia.
truly,
hannah
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Dear Malia (Completed)
Teen Fictionin which a girl writes (but never sends) letters to the girl she loves. TW: Self-harm/suicide *Please read at your own risk, I have made the rating for this story Mature for the safety and awareness of my followers and readers. © daisykidhes 2014...
