Chapter 291

"Am I actually supposed to just keep on living like this?" I ask okay and she shakes her head.

"Of course you're not. If he sends you another letter, make sure to send it back to him in ashes, like I literally mean it. Take the letter, burn it, then pack the ashes back in the envelope and send it back to him. We can even do that with this" she says picking up the little pieces of paper that she has torn on the floor and i laugh at the manic grin on her face.

Okay, Oakley is by far the most weird person I know because exactly how does she come up with these ideas anyway.

"I don't think that will be fun to do, what I had in mind was a straight-up confrontation".

She practically beams up at this before her face falls.

"Do you really think it was Aron who wrote this?" she says and I cock an eyebrow at her.

"Didn't you say he was the one who gave it to you" I asked and she nods her head.

"He was the one who gave it to me but that doesn't necessarily mean he wrote it" she says and I don't know what she is....., Wait a minute here.

"Are you defending him now?" I asked her and she shakes her head.

"He actually lent me all his notes from biology class yesterday, and that script isn't the same thing, it just looks like it".

I quirk my eyebrows up. I guess, I mean, I know Aron's handwriting like it's my own, I know his handwriting because it is neat, clean, and elegant, the same with this one in the torn pieces of paper on the floor.

She groans as she stands up and begins to walk up the stairs, I make to follow her but then again, I think about it and I sit down.

It's best for her to go get the piece of paper, just walking up and down the stairs alone because that is the same thing that I had endured because of a letter that she snuck into the house.

Exactly what is going on around me, my friends seem to be making alliances with others, alliances that I do not even know about, and what does she mean back by "do I really think it was Aron that wrote it".

Who else would have written such a crappy smutty letter.

She comes back with one of his wallpaper wrapped notes in her hand.

That was also one of the things that I was fond of about Aron. How he always wraps his notes in wallpaper, you can't imagine the amount of money this guy spends on wallpaper just to wrap his notes with it.

I giggled a little bit at this and she shoves it at me.

I open it, I stop on the first page, my eye catches the handwriting there and i show it to her with a smug smile on my face.

"Keep on flipping".