The Letters [Jaime Preciado] [Book 1]

November 8th - Lily

November 8th, 2011.

Dear Taco,

That’s so fucking funny. I died laughing. It took me about a half hour to regain composure. Oh, my God. Phew. “Swerve.”

Well, aren’t you the sweetest little Mexican on Earth. If you want, you can tell me some of your secrets so it’ll be a fair load on both sides of this friendship. Only if you want to, though. <3

Pssh, I’m not that beautiful. You could forget; who knows? You’re famous, and your schedule is so busy and packed. You could forget. It could leave your mind. You don’t know what you’ll be thinking about! (But yes, not taking a taco when offered is a disgrace to all humanity.)

Pssh… I’m not a virgin… What… Um… Yeeeah… Totally… Shy, quiet, taken Tony the Turtle wants some of this? That boy needs Jesus. Here’s some advice: stay faithful (to your girlfriend), bro.

Oh… you’re like my big brother…?

I’ve already watched their videos!

Get used to losing, Jamie. You’ll be losing a lot now.

Sending lots of love to you and a Bible for Tony,

Bluebird.

P.S.: No Bible included. Go to church.