It was New Years, our family tends to stay home and enjoy each other's company. Katie's High school friends are throwing a party and Charlie and I force her to go. Maybe Chris was there and could make amends.
We sent dad to a party his co workers were having. Charlie prepared his outfit which was his new Ralph Lauren sweater and a pair of nice pants. Once we shoved him out the door it was just Charlie and I.
"Why are you still sad?" She asks and I grab a handful of popcorn from the bowl. "You and Katie made up."
"I don't know Charlie sometimes you're just down and you can't explain why." I say honestly.
"PMS?" She tilts her head. I rethink of the week I had my last period. "No it's not my period a girl can be sad and not be PMSing"
Charlie nods before speaking up again. "Do you miss Harry? Invite him over" she says sitting up to hand me my phone.
I don't know how to tell her but she had to know the truth. "Charlie It was fake. Harry and I were never really boyfriend and girlfriend"
"Remember the day I lost the velvet box. Inside it were letters I had wrote to boys I once loved. And somehow when it got donated to goodwill I guess they were out in the mail and sent out."
"Chris and Harry got one and three other boys and ever since then my life has been out of control" I huff grabbing another handful of popcorn.
Charlie taps her fingers against the bowl. "Salem. I have to tell you something please don't be mad"
"I sent out those letters" I don't feel anything. Yeah my blood is boiling but I'm tired of crying and arguing.
"Why would you do that Charlie?" I ask and she starts crying. "I'm sorry I was mad at you. I don't even remember why. And when we were spring cleaning I saw the box under some clothes and I opened it." She says with a frog in her throat.
"Charlie you have cause so much trouble over these past months." I say containing myself. "I didn't know this would happen. I didn't even know what they were I just put them in the mailbox."
I look at her ocean eyes. Charlie never cries unless she's lost at something or is being a brat. "It's fine Charlie" I wave it off.
It was wrong for me not to express how I felt. Holding it in would only make it worst. I stand from the sofa.
"I'm going on a walk" I say and turn to go up the stairs. She rushes up before me. I go to my room and grab my coat.
She comes in my room. The velvet box in hand.
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"I am really sorry Salem" her chin wobbles. Mom gave me the box to hold secrets and memories in. Charlie holds it out and I push it back.
"You can keep it" I say wanting to part with the box. "No I took it from you. There's something inside it." She holds it back out and sits down next to me on the bed.
I give her a confused glance before opening it. It's filled with familiar folded card stock. Harrys notes
"I found them when I emptied your trash. I saved them because they were important" she shrugs and stand to leave the room.
I unfold them. spread them on the bed and relive the memories.
Meet me at your locker after school
Can I borrow your Chem notes ;*
Thanks for coming to the estate sale with me you made my day :)
Don't forget to pack an aloe Vera for me!
If you make Chris's cranberry cookies I will never forgive you
Could you braid my hair
Are my lips really that chapped?
Did you know you have over 80 freckles I stopped counting once you woke up. Didn't want to be caught creeping
You look pretty today. I like you in blue
I laugh at a few and reminisce over the others. Love changes you. Once you experience it, it's hard to not crave it.
I gather them in a pile and put them back into the box.
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Junior Year / {HS/POC} ✔️
FanfictionBased off "To All the Boys I've Loved Before" Netflix film directed by Susan Johnson and book written by Jenny Han ❗️If you have not read or watched the movie and wish to not know what happens do not read this book because it has spoilers ❗️ Salem...