
Dear Brookside High,
Our relationship is in its early stages – I’m just a freshman – but I love you.
I know. I know. Deep down, I know. This is the “honeymoon stage.”
It wore off for most of my class around November . . . and I still love you.
For all of your drama and crowded hallways and bathrooms that are – let’s face it – rancid (vocab word!) and everything else there is to complain about:
I love you.
But if we’re going to keep this relationship healthy, we need to communicate. Clearly and honestly.
Starting now.
You seriously have to do something about the bathrooms.
Love,
Tess
Labels: Brookside High, Notes from the Underclass, Tess
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