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Dear Lewis

It's been a while since I wrote to you. I miss you It doesn't really matter though; not much has changed around here. I could write to you in ten years and everything would still be the same. My family still sucks and so does yours. The cinema still hasn't reopened and summer still feels like the sun has a personal vendetta against me. I wish you were here It's fine though. I spend most my time with Sebastian nowadays. He's fun. It's a shame the three of us never hung out, but he was still with Mark back then, so. We've been exploring the creek (not our spot though), although we still haven't found anything new. At least it keeps us out of the house and out of town, because the people still suck and will probably never stop sucking. It also means I get to spend my entire time in the shade and by the water. Haven't gone swimming yet, because I still don't have a new swimsuit. It's been like a year, but my mom won't take me shopping. I think she just doesn't want me to go to the pool. Joke's on her; I was never planning on going to the pool anyways. I was gonna swim down at the creek.

Ms. Jones is finally getting married; her boyfriend finally proposed. You now owe me 20 bucks. I'm just gonna steal it from your stash. I started thinking that he'd never get around to it, but, lo and behold, on a random day in March, he gets his shit together. Maybe romance isn't dead after all. Then again, Madison broke up with her boyfriend and they looked like they were gonna get married soon. Apparently, he cheated on her. No one knows who with, but I'm betting it's Claire from science. Ever since they became lab partners, something has been going on. Sebastian thinks it's the new music teacher, but I think he just says that to seem edgy. He's cool and all but he thinks too much about how others see him. I think it's left over from Mark. Speaking of that douche, he got arrested for shoplifting. Loser. He should have learned from us.

Speaking of school, I'm not ready for senior year. I missed so much class at the end of last term, so I feel like I'm still on the level of a junior. It's gonna kill me; I can already see it. My gravestone will say: died because of schoolwork. I hope you don't have to go through any of that shit. I fully regret taking French. Some of the seniors from last year told me that there's another tense. How can there be another one; I already had to go through like 10! They're gonna have to add "specifically French" to that gravestone inscription. You're probably laughing at me right now.

I still can't believe you just left me here. I was waiting on that bridge for hours before my dad found me. Having a cop as a dad still sucks too, by the way. We said we'd leave together and now you're gone and I'm stuck here. thanks What ever happened to us being partners in crime? Us against the world? I guess that didn't mean that much to you. Was it my fault? Did you even care My parents are thinking of moving away. They say that I can't thrive in an environment like this. I think they just mean that I'll "get distracted by the past" or something like that. Your parents already left, by the way. They moved in May. I think they went south, but I'm not sure. It feels like everyone's leaving. When everyone's gone it may actually be a nice place and not the ninth circle of hell. Guess I won't find out. I actually kinda wanna stay. Not for the people or anything. I just want a bit more time. to say goodbye and stuff I can't leave without knowing the resolution to the great many mysteries here. It's like not being able to watch the finale of a TV show. I'm not gonna be here to write to you so you're gonna have to get your updates somewhere else. Maybe I'll tell Sebastian to write to you. we'll see.

You could have left me a note by the way. I get why you didn't leave your parents one, but we had something I loved you I'm your friend. Getting the news that you were gone hurt. I miss you I hope you're ok

I'll let you know if anything crazy happens before I leave.

sincerely,

with love,

yours always,

Nico

P.S. My parents found this letter. They're forcing me to stop writing to you, so this is probably the last one of these. Sorry you're not gonna find out who Madison's ex cheated on her with. Once we move, I'm not gonna be able to bring the letters to you anyways. I think they're the real reason my parents want to move. They're gonna make me see someone to prove to me that writing to you is "unhealthy". What's unhealthy is their obsession with my personal life. I don't think they're ever heard of privacy. This letter was hidden in my diary, which just proves my point.