dear joey

Anastasia

*Anastasia's pov*

I was sipping up all the letters into envelopes so I could send them to Joey. I might make a mistake by sending them, but oh well.

Take risks.

I got a pen and started writing:

To Joey: 4729 cordid St. (AN: fake address made it up right now)

From Anastasia: 2748 Soriz St. (FAKE ADRESS)

I put all the letters into the mail box. "The person you're sending this too, will receive it tomorrow, April 13. At 3:30 pm." The lady said. "Thank you so much." I said smiling nicely.

I left the mail store and quickly drove to my house.

I really feel like I didn't make a mistake. But oh well.

"Maybe its the way you walked straight into my heart and stole it!!" My phone started ringing.

"Hello?" I said as I stopped at a red light. "Ana, we need to talk. Like right now." Jocelyn said. "What happened?" I looked to see there was still a red light. "Joey, he's drunk." I sighed. "So what? I care why?" I said as the light turned green. "He's talking about you right now. As we're speaking!!!" She yelled. I stopped at a store in the parking lot.

He's talking about me?

Authors note: cliffhanger? Nahhhh