Fallout (Crank 3)

Just a joke,

Bryce. Please

don’t be mad.

Please don’t

dump me.

Buzz!

I jump. Afraid

to look. But

glad when I do.

Good. C u

Sunday.

I SOAR

Up, up, dangerously close

to heaven, and I’m not

the slightest bit afraid.

I

have never even once in

my life felt like this before.

Like anything is possible.

No matter how messed up I

am,

this amazing guy cares

about me. Maybe even

loves me. That’s seriously

crazy.

My aura must be all the way

past toffee, to coppery.

Gold, even. I have an

in-

sane urge to tell someone