Today I didn't see Allen once. I wrote him a letter and stuck it in his locker. It said to meet me at my locker at lunch. Well, at lunch, NO ALLEN. So, I went to get our pictures from the Snowball dance (so crappy). I met Helene there, and she said that she say Allen going to his locker so I quickly went to y locker and his, but he had left.
So I wrote him another letter and stuck it in his locker with the pictures. Here's a copy of the letter. God. I'm so depressed.
"Allen,
I got the Snowball pictures today (yuck). What happened?
Hey, where were you today? Didn't you read the note I left in your locker? I guess not.
I really have to talk to you. I don't think going together will work out anymore. I don't know, maybe I'm being a bitch or something, but I guess I don't feel the same way for you as I did before.
I bet you hate me now, right? Well, I don't hate you. I like you and I want to still be friends. That is, if you don't think I'm a bitch and if you don't hate me.
This is all so fucked, and I'm sorry it had to end this way. Please Allen, keep in touch and still be my friend,
Zoe
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