THIRTY SEVEN-THIRTY NINE
107 Words
Dear Quin,
What the hell is wrong with you!
Will you freaking stop following me. You're annoying me to no end didn't you know that!
But then you were being a dumbass again and joined me at the back of the library during lunch break yesterday.
For Christsake! You're freaking me out!
Will you stop bothering me. You're being a pain in my neck as you followed me everywhere that I go.
And did I just noticed you secretly putting those stupid flowers inside of my locker this morning?
What is this? Another sick game of yours? Are you pulling a lame prank on me, huh?
Ms.Nerdy
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