Dean was in his last class of the day: study hall. Instead of doing the loads of homework he had that night, he continued reading about the boy he wanted to meet in person.
7/7/16
Well this is bullshit. What's your favorite color MY ASS.
Okay. My favorite color is green. I don't know why. I think of green eyes and rolling pastures. (Cheesy af I know)
My least favorite color is red. What do you normally think of when you think of red? I would be surprised if you didn't think blood at first. That's what I think. It's scary..
Dearest Dr. Lisa: why am I writing this bullshit? It's still not helping me. You're supposed to help me out of my depression but nothing's working. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO DO??!!
YOU ARE READING
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Fanfiction"I think you have my... journal." "I do. And I've learned a lot about you. Coffee?" •patient!cas •student!dean
