Email to Bobby

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to: <blue eyes>
from: <s.i.n.>
subject: FINE?

Unfortunately for you, I speak Drakeian, Bobby. FINE stands for Fucked up, Insecure, Neurotic, and Emotional, remember? So, while you're trying to bullshit your way (badly) out of people worrying about you, you're giving yourself away. Maybe it's not your parents but something's bugging you. You don't have to tell me about it or anything. This is just me letting you know, privately, that I'm not fooled.

Love,
Em

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To: <em>
From: <bobby>
Subject: Re: FINE?

Okay. Part of why I didn't want to say anything is I don't want you worrying about me. I may not be at my best now, but I'll be okay. I also didn't want to say anything in the journals, because Ali reads them, too.

...I told her, Em. I probably should've listened to you, never said anything, but my mom was going on about 'how did I expect to meet a nice girl hanging out with those people', and Sam isn't a factor anymore, and so...I told her.

It's no wonder they have me teaching History. I suck at Math.

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to: <blue eyes>
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subject: owie

I worry about you anyway. Your brain's got frostbite or something. Your mom? Needs a whack. She met me. I'm not a nice girl? ...don't answer that. Parents are on some weird wavelength that only crosses ours once in a while, it seems.

As for Alison, well, with Sam out of the way and if you still feel that way about her, it was all fair game. You were probably right to tell her. I'm sorry she doesn't feel the same way, but I think it might end up being good for you to have got it out there. Don't you dare go around feeling stupid or anything like that, Bobby. Don't make me come over there, you hear? It was a brave thing to do.

I know you'll be okay eventually. I just... if I can make it sooner than later, somehow, tell me.