Dear Luke

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Chapter 4

November 14, 2012

Dear Luke,

I saw Jax last weekend. He is playing really well. I think he has a really good chance of making it to the pro circut. You were very nice to me today. You told me what I missed, and you ate with me during lunch. A lot of people asked if I was dating you today. I told them no. Said we are just friends; said I’d like to keep it that way. Maybe I am too stuck on Jax to see you as such right now.

Your friend,

Raine

November 26, 2012

Dear Luke,

I had to clean the entire house over Thanksgiving Break. We got down on our hands and knees and scrubbed the floor till it shone. I had my biggest find yet of my brother’s rotten food and candy wrappers that he hides in various places around the house. This find was in his room under his bed. While we were taking it downstairs for him to eat he said, and I quote him exactly “If I wanted to be decietful, you guys would have never found it. You only find 1/7 of it anyway.” Charming little boy isn’t he? I guess we should be glad he at least behaves himself in public.

Anyhow, my torture continued when I had to go and watch my brother’s tennis match. I won’t bore you with the details. Long and short of it: he lost, and we had to hear about it the whole two hour drive home. The only good thing that happened is that I got to go to Khol’s and get new clothes.

Your friend,

Raine

December 22, 2012

Dear Luke,

the world was supposed to come to an end yesterday. At least that is when the Mayans decided to end their calendar. Evidently, the world has not come to an end, but I feel as if though mine has. I want to get out of this place. Just go. run away. Be free. I am actually seriously considering putting that into action. I want to change my look, and become someone else. Someone new--actually not someone new: me. The real me. Me that loves to write. Me that love to read. Me that loves to help people, and cook, and all those things that make me me. I don’t want to be bossed around by my dad and little brother anymore. I’m not there little bitch they can push around and make do things they don’t want to do. I know a place where I could go. Far away. I wish the world had indeed come to an end.

Your friend,

Raine

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