My note from today:
Hey there :)
I wish you would talk to me more.
I'm lonely at school. Since I have fourth-period lunch and the library's on food-probation, I have to mooch off of some table in the cafeteria for the first fifteen minutes or so and then hope Tiana and Natalie will be in the library to keep me company. I have a few good friends like Macy, Amanda, Katie, and Callie of course, but I only see them for a short time. I don't think anyone really likes me there. I'm probably not pretty enough for their taste, and I was always quiet and bookish.
Sarah Swetlick knew it well. We went to school together before coming here. I was half-made fun of for being so "smart."
I wonder how you handle yours.
I remember when we talked about stress in lit class. You said you had none. I figured you were either a soul half-detached from its body or flat-out lying. What ever the case, I didn't take your answer lightly.
You're a very gifted young man, and I dare say more on-the-ball than I let myself be, but I don't know what else to make of you. It would be rude of me to ask anything personal, yet I doubt you'd want to tell. If I can muster the courage, I'll link you to this blog senior year. You'd better buy a yearbook. This is more than personal.
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