Young Adult Fiction
Ralph looked away from me to another guy.
"What do you think, Scott—a seven?"
Scott looked me up and down.
"Seven? Maybe."
"Maybe on a good day," said another guy.
"A really good day? Like last Friday?" Ralph replied.
They were all laughing again.
"You guys are pigs," I said.
"So, do we have a deal?" Mr. Evans asked.
"Unbelievable," I muttered under my breath.
"I don't understand," Mr. Evans said.
"The whole thing is unbelievable. First you try to threaten me. Then you try to bribe me. And now you do the two together, trying to bribe me and threatening me if I don't take the bribe."
"I don't like to think of it in those terms," he said.
My real life friends are gone. My online friends are just a bunch of liars. For a while I used you and your horoscopes to give me hope, but now I realize how stupid I was. Mr. Selenski tried to warn me, but I wasn't listening. I guess I didn't want to hear.
I can't believe I've been writing to you like this. You must have had a good laugh. And here I am doing it again.
You won't be hearing from me anymore.
